Released on August 6, 2017

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[Chorus]

My name hot just like propane

My name hot just like propane

All you niggas wanted fame

Money make me go insane


[Verse]

Money make a nigga hot

Money make a nigga nauseous

Money make a nigga watch his surroundings

This money make a nigga cautious

Only way we goin’ up

Hundred rounds in Bentley trucks

Run up on me nigga, testin’ your luck

Chopper gonna circumcise ‘em

12, right there beside ‘em

Shoot them from head to toe, they gon’ divide them

My name hot like propane

Migo Gang been in the game

Fuck is you sayin’?

Sendin’ them shots like Max Pain

Bullet might go through your brain

I told that money make me go insane

All of my niggas got deadeye range

If you got a problem, nigga come solve it

All of my niggas got the chopper and the revolver

Most of you niggas can’t stand my name because it’s hot

Always in a foreign tryna make the top drop

Fuckin’ up the money ‘cause the money on the clock

Call up your bitch and you know that her panties drop

When she seen the fifties and hundreds it made her heart stop

Whippin’ the Lamborghini, nigga look like he Milly Rock

Hit him with the pop rock, face just like a pit stop

Chopper eat him like a motherfuckin’ pop tart

Most of you niggas ain’t ‘bout it, most of you niggas ain’t real

And you should know that

Two folks leave your body spilled or one of your partners get killed

And you should know that

This money make a nigga feel, this money make a nigga feel

Like he rule all that


[Chorus]

My name hot just like propane

My name hot just like propane

All you niggas wanted fame

Money make me go insane

My name hot just like propane

My name hot just like propane

All you niggas wanted fame

Money make me go insane