[Hook]

(Aye)

I'm gettin' money (aye)

My wallet go dummy (aye)

Pockets are chubby (aye)

(Aye, whoa, aye)

No you can't touch me (aye)

Lil boy is bummy (aye)

I'm slayin' like Buffy (aye, whoa)

[Verse 1]

I'm gettin' money, I hop out the whip

Holdin' shit up like the belt on my hip

If he talkin' shit then I empty the clip

Shootin' to hit and I swear I don't miss

Stalkin' my Twitter, he shootin' with fingers

I'm pullin' the trigger, the choppa's a singer

Red dot on his head, the Glock on ya head

Carti and shit, it's a Whole Lotta Red

I'm up on his block, I'm bussin the Glock

I step on thеse bitches whenеver I walk

But don't hit my DM, I don't wanna talk

Unless it's 'bout money or movin' that rock

And these motherfuckers be actin' like bitches

And I got the slugger, I swing for the fences

Hit bombs like I'm Cody, but I am not Belli

I turn on the news and you dead on the teli

Fuckin' with Tony and that's a mistake

I'm cutting him up like I'm eating a steak

I'm winnin' and shit and they love to hate

But it's been a minute, sorry 'bout the wait

And I am the dude that you don't wanna test

I'm ready to shoot, I am at ya chest

And what you should do is go get a vest

I bust the 15 like I'm Ronnie Artest

[Hook]

(Aye)

I'm gettin' money (aye)

My wallet go dummy (aye)

Pockets are chubby (aye)

(Aye, whoa, aye)

No you can't touch me (aye)

Lil boy is bummy (aye)

I'm slayin' like Buffy (aye, whoa)