Make the money fast
Hit the gas
100 on the dash
Pull up to the light
You lookin scared you lookin nervous
I could spin you in a circle
Leave you lost without a purpose
I could hit the corner fast
You barely enter
You a pussy
I could show you what I got
But I won't waste it on a rookie
Hoppin out the beamer
Wearing g-star deniem
Hope them stars are pretty close
Cause I could fit right in em
I got mud in my cup
I got gas in my lungs
I got money in the bank
Time to fuck up some funds
Why you always talking
Wheres the action
Say you bout it
Say you fucking this and that
But I ain't see shit thats amounted
All this braggin
All this boastin
Now you got clout
I don't give a fuck
You need to learn to shut your damn mouth
Hear them tires slide
When we up in your town
Hoppin up on that stage
And we tear that shit down
I got people going crazy
I got people that hate me
All I know is getting cake
So I just don't let it phase me