[Intro]
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
[Verse 1]
If it's 'bout money, I'm fluent
I just be worryin' 'bout my kids, uh, I just been coolin'
No, I ain't ever tryna make amends, that's what they want from me
She wanna tie together loose ends, girl, get the fuck from me (Me)
If I didn't do it, then you did
Codiene crazy
Top Kid Hendrix, huh
My shooter'll give you maintenance
That hatin' shit'll fix it
Can't remember what her name is
Couldn't even remember I was famous
Gettin' money in a foreign, Top Kid important
Top Kid of the Forbes, Top Kid on the Forbes list
We gettin' money, of course
Mr. Clean-A-Bock-Like-Chores, bitch
How in the fuck could you leave, baby?
That ain't doin' nothin' for us
Top Kid sing the chorus, baby
Im gettin' tree, florist
I'm getting money on me, borin'
I feel like NBA, now I'm scorin', huh
In a DeLorean, she wanna fuck and I'm for it
[Verse 2]
I'm still smokin' on dope
Don't run off when I'm supposed to
That be the shit I'm on
Come here, nigga, I'll coach you
Coach you how to get shit goin', uh
Baby girl, do I know you?
He be cappin' on Pro Tools
Get off the lean, I'm so loose
Get off the lean, no Grey Goose
Niggas be hatin', it's cool, nigga, it's cool
Bitches be hatin', it's cool, bitch, it's cool
Bitches be hatin', it's true, yeah, it's true
Bitches be hatin', it's true, yeah, it's true
Yeah, it's true