You always talking cash sh** but never had no f**ing money
Everywhere I go I keep a rack you f**ing dummy
All my b**hes eating not one b**h hungry
Hold the chop to his side have him walking like a monkey
Put that b**h to his tussel blow that b**h i hear a mumble keep that big 40 ruger for them b**hes trynna touch me caption me at your room cause a lil b**h humble
Tryna get this money like me baby boy but it's a hustle
You gotta stay focused and you gotta have muscle
Keep the straps all time hating n***a try to bust you
Put the silence on that b**h all you gone see is his body fumble
Making b**hes sick I walk in her tummy grumble
b**hes start coming around when they see that check tho
In the street with the heat n***as don't want trouble
Free Roc missing my pops I swear I'm doing it for you
Molly B it feel good when the whole hood love you