Fell in love with the money I done put my bank in a gown
Fell in love with the money I done brought the bank to the house
Told my momma not to ? make no doubt
Yeah everybody hit my line like Jay where you been at
Don't try to rush greatness you know Ima get there
All these niggas riding on my nuts shit I must got a big pair
How my bitch roll a wood better than a nigga roll his wheelchair
God don't like ugly
So who in the hell went and made you
I'm in the two seater yeah the coupe
And I'm taking two liters to the room
We in this bitch like my f*cking wallet
We in this bitch squeezing making room
All these niggas saying that they grimey
Really sweet as willy wonkas tooth
They act like real niggas must have died
Like they ain't been looking at the living proof
Like they ain't been looking at the living truth
Like I ain't been staying solid to the roof
Counting my money always save time
My bitch always bugging me like are you through
If it ain't money hitting up my line
Ima be real you ain't getting through