[Chorus]
Big bankroll and that sh*t too hard to fold
Countin' racks with all my chains on and I got cold
Backwoods stuffed with fat grams, I'm blowin' O's
Walk inside the bank, you still can smell it on my clothes
Ayy, dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
[Verse]
Press one bu*ton in the coupe and then I'm gone
High as hell, what's in my blunt? b*tch, this that strong
No, I am not from this planet, phoning home
b*tch, I'm ridin' with that choppa and it's chrome
I feel just like Marvin with this Glock, let's get it on
[?] I looked up, the sh*t was gone
Ayy, named my Glock "Medusa," this b*tch turn you into stone
I'm just warming up, just wait until I get inside my zone
Countin' up these racks, fingers stickin' to the paper
b*tch, I keep a stick, just like my name was Darth Vader
All about the guap, I got chicken like a cater
Hundred in the chop and this b*tch came with a laser
[Chorus]
Big bankroll and that sh*t too hard to fold
Countin' racks with all my chains on and I got cold
Backwoods stuffed with fat grams, I'm blowin' O's
Walk inside the bank, you still can smell it on my clothes
Ayy, dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough
Dough, dough, I'm gettin' dough