[Intro]

Uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's Jay, no Z

Eazy, no E

[Chorus]

I think my money is gay

It's too many men on top of one another

Why do you chew on my dick?

Please stop, it's not a Hubba Bubba

Look, I'on care if we blood

You fuck with my opp, you not another brotha

Only time I say "yes, ma'am" when she wanna fuck

I'm not a gunna, gunna

[Verse 1]

At the mall, I shop all day

Them LV shades are callin' my name

She sayin', "oh boy, it's mine"

Them LV shades get sun on my face

My haters talk a lot

But at the same time got nothing to say

How when I was down, you ain't get the picture

But now I'm up, you jump in the frame?

You funny, stand-up comedian

In this Moncler is anothеr bohemian

Your shorty bad, but she not obediеnt

Me and her mix like we was ingredients

I'm not social off the medias

I keep my nose in the studio

Took her like the money getting tedious

Touching more green than a [?]

[Chorus]

I think my money is gay

It's too many men on top of one another

Why do you chew on my dick?

Please stop, it's not a Hubba Bubba

Look, I'on care if we blood

You fuck with my opp, you not another brotha

Only time I say "yes, ma'am" when she wanna fuck

I'm not a gunna, gunna

[Verse 2]

You run down on a baddie, it's sexual harassment

I run down a baddie, it's good interaction

Found what she need like she open a cabinet

Broke out the meth, it's tappin'

Bands on my lap while I'm movin' in traffic

In this game, you lose some friends

But it's not your fault that they couldn't hack it

Yeah, for sure, though, you not my brother, stop calling me bro-bro

Jason Derulo how I'm ridin' solo

To fuck on your sister, I feel like Manolo

I got the game in a stronghold

Cutting the green with the bro like a lawnmower

Grown men getting tight 'cause we don't have a convo

Like I'mma talk to a broke boy pronto

Make it make sense

'Cause y'all hit me out 'cause I make it make dollars

Y'all wanna smoke

Now your careers in a roll, that's blunt force trauma

I am the GOAT that carries the weight on my back

I might be part llama

Haters never get lost

You know where to find them, stayin' on dick like condoms

[Chorus]

I think my money is gay

It's too many men on top of one another

Why do you chew on my dick?

Please stop, it's not a Hubba Bubba

Look, I'on care if we blood

You fuck with my opp, you not another brotha

Only time I say "yes, ma'am" when she wanna fuck

I'm not a gunna, gunna