(Intro)

[Verse1]

Uh

Niggas hating

Niggas hating

But im cooling

Boy im getting bacon

I'm getting bacon

You a Muslim

I need all the love

All the love

Turtle doves

I need all the dough

All the dough

We tryna' grub

This that real boy

That real boy

That's apparent

You a lil boy

A lil boy

And I'm apparent

I don't play no games

No time for no games

Quit school cuss' of recess

You could keep the fame

Keep all of that fame

I want the Franklin's

With a yellow bone girl

And she sweet as Reese's pieces

Boy I body paragraphs

Before i even spit my thesis

Swear the flow be the uniquest

Niggas crazy like this beat is

We get cheese, we get bread

We sauced up, Pizza Pizza

Whoo

She twerk for a nigga

Who pockets on swole

She drowning her liver

Bet she want some mo'

One time for the cash

One time for the flow

One time for the women

Who ride for the crew!

These niggas is hating

But nothing gone change!

I been running the game

Since the hammer went bang

Just hand me the cash

You keep the fame

Still keeping it trill

Til they take me away

[Hook]

All I ever wanted was a trillion billion dollars

And a girl that be so bad

That I can't bring her home to momma

I said

All I ever wanted was a trillion billion dollars

And check with hella' 0's

Like comma comma comma

Comma, Comma, Comma

I just want the comma, x8

(All my life I chased that money

And I'ma get that money

I'ma make that money,) x2

(Interlude)

[Verse2]

Real nigga, nigga that's the theme

That's my stance

I been tryna' get this cabbage

Since the cabbage patch dance

Man I been tryna' get this money

We smile, but life ain't funny

We want change, we want change

But even change, start with money

So I hustle nigga, I hustle nigga

No wonder why she why she love a nigga

Skin like butter

Thicker than a Snicker

You know why they love the boy

Squad saucy, yeah that's soy

Go-to work, you unemployed

Rep the south side like I'm Lloyd

Ooohh

Skkrt, Skkrt Skkrt

Rubber burning

Dollars burning

I remember, I remember

When at night I'd toss and turn it

Woodrow Wilson's

Salmon Chase

Grover Cleveland

Benji' Frank

Andrew Jackson

Ulysses Grant

Alexander Hamilton

Boy I need all of that

All of that

Thousands in money bags

50 bands, 100 bands

Boy where yo money at?

Momma don' told me

That I'ma need Gwala

Swear when I get it

I blow it like tires

These niggas is hating

But nothing gone change

Ching Ching Ching Ching

I'ma money machine

Just hand me the cash

You keep the fame

Still keeping it trill

Til they take me away

[Hook]

(Outro)