[Intro]

(I really like to use cash)

[Chorus]

I'ma get 'em in a minute, I'm the man of the hour (You rockin' with Voidd, lil' bitch)

I'm Easter pink fresh, pourin' champagne showers

I smell like the trap house, on my job went max out

I told her I ain't God but my clique, we bless the streets

I'm always in that kitchen, dawg, you know I like to eat

Always keep a K, you could end up on a tee

I'm fresher than a deacon on the day he gotta preach

[Verse]

I'm flexin' with the bags, I'm ballin' so hard can't compete

I work plays with wordplay, she think it's a birthday, I just flex the damn cake

I just woke up, hit some gas, we don't have no damn breaks

I count up the blue franks, he so mad, still face

Mr. Fuck A Nigga Bitch, then I drop her off

I'm in the street heavy, you inside the house off

1-800-GETEMOFF, give my trap a call

My music like coaches in practice, teach you how ball

[Chorus]

I'ma get 'em in a minute, I'm the man of the hour

I'm Easter pink fresh, pourin' champagne showers

I smell like the trap house, on my job went max out

I told her I ain't God but my clique, we bless the streets

I'm always in that kitchen, dawg, you know I like to eat

Always keep a K, you could end up on a tee

I'm fresher than a deacon on the day he gotta preach

[Outro]

Yeah, hey, hey