[Intro]

All this weight it hold me down

But I keep going up, (yeh yeh)

Baby what you wanna eat

She want Mastros for lunch

(uh huh , uh yeuhh uhh)

I keep spending all this fucking money

Like I don't give a fuck

I just hit lil mhm, okay

You know he keep it tucked

[Verse]

I’m in my bag she in her bag

Little baby gone run it up

Too much drip on all my niggas

You cannot fit with us

I be high, smoking real good

Exotic in my blunt

Twelve rack of lamb, five minutes

Waiter said it’s coming up

Moncler with that Ricky

Chanel on my feet but you know

I'm a boss I can make this money

Yeah I feel like Hugo

I love the big bodies

Cause I’m too tired of two doors

You so dusty you don’t get high

You smoking Newports

I’m in this bitch and it go up

Give me love don’t fuss

Although that I got it

I could do this shit with no luck

I try to every day on my knees and pray

And don’t give up

Time time to celebrate

That’s why I got Cliquot in my cup

Try me get fucked up

All my niggas know to buss

I’m turning into someone

So you know we keep it clutched

Benz it’s moving fast

You can only see me in the dust

Love the calculator

Money machine then add it up

Love the calculator it keep adding up

Mathematics love the cash

We gone rack it up

Got a bad bitch smashing

She gone back it up

Once you have it, you lavish

Little nigga go get you some

[Bridge]

All this weight it hold me down

But I keep going up (yeh yeh)

Baby what you wanna eat

She want Mastros for lunch

I keep spending all this fucking money

Like I don't give a fuck

I just hit lil mhm, okay

You know he keep it tucked

[Chorus]

Money machine then add it up

Love the calculator it keep adding up

Mathematics love the cash

We gone rack it up

Gotta bad bitch smashing

She gone back it up

Once you have it, you lavish

Little nigga go get you some

(Yeah uh)

(Better go get you some)

(Uh, bad bitch)

(Gone and get you some)

(Bad bitch, bad bitch)

(Gone and get you some)