[Intro]
(Cullen)
(Top Kid Monopoly)
[Verse]
Talkin' 'bout money, I been in a rush (Pshew)
Talkin' 'bout hunnids, I get to the money
Smokin' on the Runtz
Trap house full of dope and hunnids
She get the sum
She be like, "Jace, you been a dog", but I'm a LoC
Chuckin' up 52 C's in BK, baby, I ain't no slob
We get the drop on him then we slide through and do our job
Bitch talkin' up out his neck we put him on TV like The Office
(Phew)
Smoking on dope, I'm coughin'
Know a few bad bitches, we been locked in
On the stage, got my Glock in
Feel like Rampage Jackson
Dracos, AR's, Mac 10s
We don't shop at PacSun
Know they got them packs in
Get mad, I turn straps on
We just got them straps in
Like a seatbelt, nigga, strap in
I'm in the trap house, trapeze, trappin'
Slidin' with 50 shots, my 50–
Uh, I'm slidin' with 50 shots, my MAC-10
No, lil' nigga, better think again
Try to rob some better think again
Bend the bitch over and she takin' in
P-80 Glocks that we make shift
50 shots, can you take it?
50 shot Glock with a Drac' in this bitch
She wanna come in and have kids
Don't love money but I love my kids
She 'ont like me but she ate my kids
Flew that bitch out then her ass got kicked
Fuck Number (N)ine, fuck Ksubi, nigga, and fuck Rick
I don't do shit but get the money and fuck his bitch