| Remember posted the block stealing Hondas |
| Now I ride foreigns and Tonkas, stompin' |
| Remember when I ain’t have no money |
| Now I get money, get money |
| Get money, get money, get money, get money I wear Moncler, Louie, |
| Gucci I’m stuntin' |
| And my pants, they filled with money |
| I saw your bitch she want me, she want me, she want me |
| She on me, she on me, she on me |
| I like blue cheese, blue cheese with my chicken and onions |
| I pull 'em out my pocket and I’m stuntin' |
| I’m talking bout them hundreds, them hundreds, them hundreds |
| I’m stuntin', I’m stuntin', It’s nothin' |
| You got your Louie, where your cake? |
| Got your Gucci, where your cake? |
| You ain’t got no cake, it’s ok, it’s ok |
| All I gotta say, go out and get the cake |
| Cuz If I can make it, you can make it any day |
| I wear Nike, Truey, when I ain’t on nothing |
| And I’m always moving gathering something |
| She say I’m the only, the only, the only |
| But I’m smart and I know she stuntin' |
| Baby is it cause I’m blingin' I’m blingin? |
| I’m shinin', I’m stuntin' |
| I pull up fresh like I’m going to luncheon |
| I feel like I’m the only, the only one in here, stuntin' |
| And if I didn’t this shit wouldn’t be funkin' |
| All I know get money get money get money |
| That money need more I’m gon' find it |
| If you ain’t getting money what you doing? |
| I swear I be on that money ball shit |