[Intro]Ayy (L-Finguz)[Verse 1]Take a chance, look, get to reachin' in my pants 'cause you can't do that (Can't do that)Couple thousand on the floor, but I just blew that (Huh?)Havin' conversations, I keep askin' where his boo at (Where your boo at?)But really I be on her mental like a durag (Bitch)She just got her carpets cleaned, Balenci', walkin' through that (Huh?)Walk up in your crib, you was the homie, where the loot at? (Who?)I don't run from gunshots, I find out where to shoot at (Woah)Ksubis got me gangbangin', I'm flaggin' where I pulled at (Huh?)I'm so confidential, I got four-five with two magsI just put my hooker on my project, now you madI don't wanna see you with your clothes off, you too badBound to hook a Jag', I'm on the helmet like a duragMoney on the floor, so let's get straight to it (Huh?)Never shot a nigga, I'm assumin' that you can't do it (Scary)Ain't from over there, she hear my shit and call it Bay music40 touch your heart and then your soul like Marvin Gaye music (Hah)[Chorus]So much money, I get drunk and dog the rentalAll this guala on me, I'll take me and Fleecy to the dentalVJ see the roll and do the dash, I break the pedalThooter, I know when you lyin', bitch, I made you, I'm GeppettoWon't settle for no lil' ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeansDo a feature for you, put it out because that shit cleanI don't know this bitch, but bet I get inside her inseamsAll I rock designer, I hit Louis with like ten G's[Verse 2]Michael Kors got you lookin' bored (Bop)All my niggas bears, we just went down for stealin' porridge (Hah)Alexander Queens that I might mix with the Dior (Dork)Like you hella old, I could've sent you to the morgue (Huh?)Couple pigs full, I buy another one on tourCouldn't play a game with broken bitches, no Visa, you poor (Bitch)I ain't hittin' shit, bitch, I could hit you with the door (Huh?)Bet you they be on you when you walk into the store (Ho)[Chorus]So much money, I get drunk and dog the rentalAll this guala on me, I'll take me and Fleecy to the dentalVJ see the roll and do the dash, I break the pedalThooter, I know when you lyin', bitch, I made you, I'm GeppettoWon't settle for no lil' ass fifteen, forty in these ripped jeansDo a feature for you, put it out because that shit cleanI don't know this bitch, but bet I get inside her inseamsAll I rock designer, I hit Louis with like ten G's[Outro](L-Finguz)
