[Intro]

Fuck is you saying little nigga

Counting them tens little nigga

Counting them fifties little nigga

Counting them hunnids little nigga

Bee, bee, bee!

Bee, bee!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bee. bee, bee (yeah)

[Verse]

Dreadheads on your ass

Came to make em mad

Boy this rap is swag

I pop white boy tags

We gon find his @

Boy we on your ass

Just like a damn rash

Came to attack

Better have your strap

Yeah we strapped, like STRAPPED!

I just want the cat

Add it to my stats

Go and arch your back

I need the pussy, stat

Saints Row, grab the gat

We got hunnid bags

I need money bags

Boy I'm fly like bats

1600 yeah

I just gave her bonnet back

Yeah we coming back

I just threw some hunnids yeah

Stack it money man

I just threw some hunnids yeah

Hit my money dance

I just threw some hunnids yeah

Hit my money dance

Sixth grade I was in the bando

Pesos, sticks and extendos

I was with my blatt, with my kinfolk

I had my gat out the window

Boy I need my money fuck you talking bout?

Fuck all that talking we gon talk it out

Like an old head I'm finna walk it out

I got my Glock finna pop it out

They say I got no money these niggas be trippin

I got some cents to my name like 50

Niggas be jelly that's why they all in my jiffy

Took your bitch on a date, that's why I look spiffy

Boy I’m walking proud just like I'm Penny

I just checked her tummy now I'm seeing the Henny

Chef cooking up and I'm thinking its Billy

These niggas be silly tryna get in my business

I took his bands and flipped it

Fuck all them Xans, ain't did it

Niggas be playing they giggling

Fuck is you saying I’m ending it

Glock got a dick and extended it

If that bitch got a back and I'm bending it

My pockets be fat throw some M’s in it

And I got on all white like I'm Eminem

[Outro]

Yeah

Mic check, red red

Mic check, yeah

Mic check, red red

Mic check, yeah

Mic check, red red

Mic check, yeah

Mic check, red red

Mic check, yeah