Had a mill at 16 Know how that felt And I'm still kicking shit Bitch black belt Shoulda seen me in that yella 4-30 Got it washed everyday Bitch never seen dirty Told me meet him At the waffle house He got a clean 30 On my Domino's shit Only took a mean 30 My folks always on time yeah I'm talking seen murders Is it me or this frank Mueller it just seem early I'm in something low-key steady Mobbing with them thangs Greet us always Steady mobbing be the game Cut the music down Cause my cellphone ringing From what I just heard think My cellphone dreaming Wasn't doing this I'd probably Be a politician F**k first forty-eight just Too much snitching If them folks get behind me it Be a whole lot of chasing Cause I ain't pulling over it Be a whole lotta arresting What Ain't a damn thing change now Cause I been getting money Who you know pulled up Black cars jeweled up With the big-faced hundreds Put them things on the road now Nigga still getting that dough now Niggas think I lucked up Must got me f**ked up Cause I been getting money And just when I thought it Couldn't get no better Nigga hit me on my chirp Got all my cheddar All wondering why I got this shit Runnin like a shower Big bag full of white You woulda thought it Was some flour Work hard in the kitchen Like a culinary school I be doin my thang I'm a culinary fool So much Pj I was pissin that shit Talkin bottles So big put a fist in that shit You were born that way Always be a hater Don Jaun on these hoes Always be a playa Way I run thru the check I Shoulda been a calculator I'm so cold with this shit Count it in the refrigerator Jewelry store green bob Bought my first Cartier Threw em 30 thou And got the f**k up outta there That's how jo jo jimbo And dave day got indicted There's a party with the feds I ain't tynna get invited Ain't a damn thing change now Cause I been getting money Who you know pulled up Black cars jeweled up With the big-faced hundreds Put them things on the road now Nigga still getting that dough now Niggas think I lucked up Must got me f**ked up Cause I been getting money Imagine this breeze coming From the ceiling fan Stack a hundred bills in Your right hand Right there by the couch Bag of rubber bands Gotta get 5 double stacked That's a hundred grand Rose gold jacob 4 units for the timepiece Got my niggas working So much they need a time sheet They thought it was a joke Until I copped that 6 7:45 pull up in that bitch Ever see a nigga pop a hundred Bottles for the club Had a big trash bag get That money dem bitches love One song blew a quarter chicken Yeah that's a car tote If a nigga re'ing up with half A ticket that's a car quote Ain't a damn thing change now Cause I been getting money Who you know pulled up Black cars jeweled up With the big-faced hundreds Put them things on the road now Nigga still getting that dough now Niggas think I lucked up Must got me f**ked up Cause I been getting money