Nonchalant

[Chorus]

All this money got me nonchalant

And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt

You see all this sauce on me

I'm the freshest in the joint

I give her the dick then I'm out of there

She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' let me fuck whenever

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' do whatever I tell her

I'm like mhm whatever

Time is money, ask the bezel

[Verse 1]

Mhm, whatever

Bout my money, gettin' fella

Bout the cheese like Chester

Dropped a backend on a bezel

Know 'em with the three letters

CMG on the charm

Bread gang in my pocket

Groupie hoes in the lobby

After we fuck then get up

I'm nonchalant when I nut

I be like go'n bitch, leave

She like you wrong and stuff

She like you ought to care but I can't

Show her so much money, make her faint

Jewelry like water dripping in the sink

Pull up in a big body like a tank

Balmain cashmere coat

Seventeen-hundred the price

Move around the city catching bombs

Old school Jerry Rice

I might pull up and serve you everything

Then I roll like some dice

Got to be in the air, onto the next site

Louis luggage on the flight

[Chorus]

All this money got me nonchalant

And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt

You see all this sauce on me

I'm the freshest in the joint

I give her the dick then I'm out of there

She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' let me fuck whenever

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' do whatever I tell her

I'm like mhm whatever

Time is money, ask the bezel

[Verse 2]

All this money got me nonchalant

Roll me up a three five blunt

Throw my neck back, pop a pill

Sixteen O's, let's crack a seal

I get it in then get it gone today

Found my feature, pull up then drive away

If it ain't 'bout money when we conversate

I be like umm whatever, I'm straight

Side bitch head ain't 'bout shit

So I hit up bae and let her do it

She gon' put her neck into it

Spend some, she gon' make a nigga do it

I'm in my lane doin' me

They tryna block my shine, Patrick Ewing

Only thing on my mind is eating

So I'm selling dope while I'm touring

Hearing rumors 'bout robbing me

I ain't goin' for it and you know it

I keep that thang on me

You gon' hug god if I blow it

Money coming out my pores

Ran it up from the soil

When I come down off that oil

I be nonchalant on you whores

[Chorus]

All this money got me nonchalant

And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt

You see all this sauce on me

I'm the freshest in the joint

I give her the dick then I'm out of there

She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' let me fuck whenever

I'm like mhm whatever

Still gon' do whatever I tell her

I'm like mhm whatever

Time is money, ask the bezel