| If you see that 40 on me, boy you know I ain’t gon play | 
| I ain’t blowin' none of my money, so you know a nigga straight | 
| Most these niggas, yeah they phony, so I keep em' out my face | 
| I done ran up my money, so I know that they gon' hate | 
| They gon hate, gon hate, gon hate (7x) | 
| I know that, yeah, so I got that nigga bitch like «ooh, ahhh» | 
| Pulled up in that mothafuckin', whoo, ooh | 
| Shoutout to my nigga Thugga, I need like 2 (Slime, what it do?) | 
| Money by the commas | 
| Shoutout to my momma | 
| We gettin' money in my pajamas | 
| Had to stay down for the come-up | 
| If I run that ball, I won’t fumble | 
| I done done it, I done made stumbles | 
| See none of y’all, Stevie Wonder | 
| Still look up to my uncle | 
| To stand by me, boy, it’s an honor | 
| I’m still tryna fuck, Madonna | 
| But I ain’t gotta fuck with none of | 
| These stuck up bitches, loco bitches | 
| Catch a nigga slippin' with no condom | 
| Now that ratchet hoe yo baby mama | 
| I’m just gon tell her | 
| What did I do to these niggas to make 'em mad at me? | 
| Might as well, get these niggas, to call they granddaddy | 
| I won’t tell, I don’t know, what them folks sayin' somethin' | 
| So please don’t ask nothin' | 
| Cause I don’t know (6x) | 
| I will never change, homie | 
| Put that on my name, homie (Rich Homie Baby!) | 
| My name is all I got, that’s what I stand for | 
| Fit a hundred thou in these pants, boy | 
| Can’t remember shit, with them Xans on | 
| Got a foreign bitch, big ole' ass on | 
| Country nigga sweet, I ran up | 
| And I passed out, I ain’t have no seat cause TMZ was braggin' | 
| If you see my pants saggin', you ain’t gotta ask no questions, just know |