Ayy, I'm an asshole with a cash flow
I got a bad bitch, she on Hennessey
I shoot that shit like Glen Rice
She won't testify if you ask her
I got molly all in my cup
Hold up, that's molly all in my cup
Got a headshot and that income
So when I shoot the shit, it go
Which of you f*ckers is about it?
I slap the f*cker, he unconscious
He not with it he counterfeit
To make the bills bigger, he won't find us
Now he run away and admit it
Spend his life behind bars
Burn the shit, never helped the bitch
His body go unfound, ayy