U.F.B. - Whole Lotta lyrics

[Hook] Gotta whole lotta this Gotta whole lotta that Steady counting this money man, Gotta whole lotta racks Gotta whole lotta act Smoke whole lotta pack All these girls up me cuz i whole lotta swagg Money money money get a whole lotta that My b**h bad wit a whole lotta a** Money money money get a whole lotta that Yea i leave the store wit a whole lotta bags [Verse 1: AD] Off this act no gin and juice I be tweaking rolling up wit juice Fly as f** check altitude Shopping bags on avenues Lowend n***a i won't change Drank in my cup no kirko bangs All these women wanna be my main Ion wife thotties tryna get a lil fame Riding foreign fresh and flee Chashing this money no catching me Keisha, Lisa, Ebony All this b**hes be stressing me Jacksons, Grants, and Franklins My team real and they pretend We turn up we get it in (2x) [Hook] [Verse 2: Erk G] Met a stripper in the club she had a whole lotta a** She clapping and clapping and clapping make me throw a whole lotta cash I know these b**hes they on me cuz i gotta whole lotta swag And i know these n***as they phony but we get a whole lotta that Off a 4 of the act Got some mo in the back Where I'm from they don't come fake so I'm real as it gets Im flyer than a jet My car like a jet And UFB we up now f** whoever up next [Hook]