[Hook: Troy Ave]
Money ain't the issue baby, you already know that
Just a young player, you can find me where the dough at
Streets keep calling sell my soul
Something bout the paper man, I just don't know
And it's on me yeah
Whatever you want I can buy right now
It's on me yeah
If n***a try front, he can die right now
[Verse 1: Young Lito]
Young fly n***a, foreign car whipper
Chick hitter, the girl you love, I probably dissed her
Balling, I should be on ESPN
Instead I'm in the suite with a lesbian
I love the homies but me and money, best of friends
Got racks in any jeans that you catch me in
Plus I still got the grip on me, I don't slip homie
Take your life, leave your kids and your b**h lonely
On my job, putting it on for the squad
Used to be selling hard, now making hits like the mob
Whatever you want, baby girl it ain't a problem
You see a n***a living large, Lito
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 2: Young Lito]
VIP full of Rose, I got the best hoes
I used to buy my chicks chains with the XOs
Now I'm pushing whips you see at the expos
Haters talk slick 'til they get exposed
I'm a young, lit n***a, call me k**a yeah
Froze me with the gear, ice, no frigidaire there
Neck blinging, n***as scared, got bullets they could share
Get hoes by the pair, Young Lito n***a yeah
[Hook: Troy Ave]
[Verse 3: Troy Ave ]
Out in Arizona all my Spanish b**h balling
f**ing with some other birds on my dirty phone
Multitask, I get multi-cash
Me and hoes, smoking blunts, burning mo' top gas
240 on my latest, I got multi-dash
Boys that I floss and they all so fast
Getting neck in 'em, I got bow tie swag
But its more than suitable to put you n***as in the gra**
[Hook: Troy Ave]