Yeah we running up a rack
Counting thousands
Yeah we running up that bag
F*ck out my way
Or you finna f*cking gag
Shove my foot down yo throat
Digesting red flag
That's a cover
Running theough game it's over
Im going hard like a boner
Shit tone big mouth cross over
If her pussy wack I swear i don't know her
Laughing through life i feel like I'm the motherf*cking joker
Niggas was on me
Faker than a movie
Need me a
Clyde and Bonnie
Vice city need me tommy
Break shit like tsunami
Pulling up with them
Yeah I got em on me
Get the bag
Then we flee
Y'all niggas want my money
Y'all niggas think it's funny
Talking shit
You prolly think you got me
But nah nigga don't believe what you see
You think you got it but all you got is motherf*cking dbree
Yeah the window tinted
Break your leg
You the one who bent it
And the one who felt it
Surjur it then melt it
Why get the bag
If you just wanna brag
Chase your shit
Call it tag
Get the stash
Money looking clean
Stock market
Bout to crash
Yeah we running up a rack
Counting thousands
Yeah we running up that bag
F*ck out my way
Or you finna f*cking gag
Shove my foot down yo throat
Digesting red flag
Sucking me like twirlers
This the butterfly effect
If you ever do me wrong
Imma beat you till you shit
Bitches looking at me
While my penis be erect
Um hello
Yeah my money be legit
Yeah my money be legit