[Intro: Trippie Redd]

We gotta keep it together don’t take it now

I gotta pull it together don’t hold him down

We gotta do this together don’t hold him down

By myself

Yeah

[Chorus: Money Man]

Expressing my feelings in songs

These niggas was doing me wrong

She gone come to the door in a thong

If you pussy you do not belong

Put them Forgi’s on all of my cars

Know my songs she know all of my bars

Dirty pistol I keep me a charge

Drop the top I be talking to God

In a Wraith imma look at the stars

I’m not selfish I’m feeding the squad

She gone suck me with plenty of slob

All this gas fuming up the garage

Selling bags i dont want me a job

Imma ship me some P’s in a P.O.D

[?]

She gone swallow me just like the Blob

[Verse 1]

I can hustle I don’t gotta to rob

You see blue when I pull out my wad

Niggas foul I’m not sparing the rod

Caviar fill my car up with fog

Imma shark like I’m starring in Jaws

Demolition I knock down the walls

I need billions I ain't thinking too small

So I practice the 48 Laws

Niggas hate me I don’t know the cause

I was pondering, I had to pause

And my closet it’s just like a mall

Desiger I’m having em all

Like a shoelace I’m tied to the mob

Niggas corny just like they a cob

Imma get me a trap spot in Cobb

Gotta bad bitch she rocking a bob

Knew you was lame after all

Niggas be injured, they don't ball

Dry your tears don’t sit there and sob

I swear niggas just want you to fall

Rocking D&G T-shirt’s and draws

All these 100s they blue and they neat

On a fast I ain’t ate in a week

All these strains I got several seeds

Rocking golds like Arabian kings

I be planting Canadian seeds

And my bitch wear the finest of weaves

I don’t know how she got in her jeans

I’m too solid this shit in my genes

And these Christians be red like a B

In New York I go shop like a fiend

Niggas broke like they arm in a sling

Took her home and we had us a fling

We fuck long everytime that we link

Had to go tat my body with ink

Leave me alone cause I need time to think

She drop water just like she a sink

I got ice like a motherfucking rink

Let her go she was causing a scene

Cleopatra she know she a queen

Selling loud from a stoop out in Queens

Don’t be saying no shit you don’t mean

We just fucked so we feeling relieved

[Chorus: Money Man]

Expressing my feelings in songs

These niggas was doing me wrong

She gone come to the door in a thong

If you pussy you do not belong

Put them Forgi’s on all of my cars

Know my songs she know all of my bars

Dirty pistol I keep me a charge

Drop the top I be talking to God

In a Wraith imma look at the stars

I’m not selfish I’m feeding the squad

She gone suck me with plenty of slob

All this gas fuming up the garage

Selling bags i dont want me a job

Imma ship me some P’s in a P.O.D

[?]

She gone swallow me just like the Blob

[Hook: Trippie Redd]

We gotta keep it together don’t take it now

I gotta pull it together don’t hold him down

We gotta do this together don’t hold him down

By myself

Yeah