[Intro: Jai Musiq]
Yeah a young n***a got the funds up
Funds up
Stay down. Come up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Hook x2: Jai Musiq & That Boy Cortez]
Yeah a young n***a got the funds up. (Funds up, funds up)
My n***as stayed down til the come up. (Come up, come up)
Back in the day I was f**ed up, (I was f**ed up bad)
Now a young n***a on the come up
Now I'm just stacking my funds up
[Verse 1: Jai Musiq & DJ Chris Cross]
Young Josh, finessing all of these juug motions
20/20 vision, can't lose focus. Though I'm pretty sure my old girls still hoping
On my downfall. Through doping, so a Red Bull be the perfect potion. (Trippy!)
Me and my team, get bout hella the rings, got more b**hes than an ice cream social
You can say we local, but a n***a got his funds up. (Damn!)
Don't be lazy baby, arch ya back and get them buns up. (Bend it over)
n***as claiming they real, but they all baloney like cold cuts
That's why I don't trust, cause damn near all these females flaky like pie crust. (f** 'em)
That's why I lust. Love lost. Tryna get straight to the cash. (Yuh)
Coming up, funds up, making all this money fast. (Better know it!)
I-55 and you know that I'm doing the dash. (Skrrrrrt!)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, swerving on hoes... They wanna see me crash. (beep beep)
So I stay in my lane, my whole team equipped to go get to some change, we running the game
And you know the names, straight out the 901 my n***a, the new Memphis mane
And ain't nothing changed but the fame, you can have it... Just want hunnids in my sock now
Back then they didn't want me, but your b**h calling cause I'm hot now. (Yup!)
[Bridge: Jai Musiq]
My n***a we grinding, a young n***a shining
We straight out the 9, and we ready to go
Your girl at our shows and, the chains we got golden
And we never folding, we ready to blow
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: That Boy Cortez & Chris Cross]
Now a young n***a got my F-U-N-D-S up
We the greatest, so don't even put your best up. (Better bet it)
Super hot dog, boy gon head and catch up
Saying you a real n***a, boy gon head and 'fess up. (Don't tell 'em)
At your girl house watching Netflix with my feet up. (Chillin'!)
Grabbing a**, kissing neck, drinking Ciroc out the paper cup. (Pitch and swing!)
Counting so much money boy, I got paper cuts. (Ouch!)
With the Swisher, I'm a surgeon. Dumping out hella guts
Steady using errors and just to say f**ing commas up
You a minion boy, take ya time, you ain't gotta rush. (Woo!)
Like a pimple on ya face, I love when that p**y make me bust. (Sheesh!)
And if you didn't know, Chris Cross got them funds up. (That's me!)
Juug Man got them commas (my n***a!), President like Obama
Got snakes in the gra**, n***a. n***a, keep your lawns cut
On a mission tryna get a house. Tryna put my moms up
More ice than Isis. n***a better put them bombs up, got my funds up