So much motherfuckin´ money to get
I´ma be on none of that motherfuckin´ square shit, nigga
Straight to this motherfuckin´ bag

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

This the flow they been waitin´ on
Tighter than a thong, you´re assed out
Had bags of gas in the traphouse
Black couch with the TV on, mama passed out
Nigga waste lean on the pool table and crapped out
Vampire, guess I´m narcoleptic, make ´em campfire
Got a pretty girl playin´ and a pretty girl on standby
Know I ball hard like the starting five from Fab 5
Riverdale Road, I sold blow, landmine
Me and my wife, we sip wine somewhere you can´t find
Turn your locations off and don´t post the background

To me, a gangster is someone that take care of they child
I got mouths to feed, I´m the man of the house
Man, have you ever been depressed and still cracked a smile? (Mm)
Like somebody fuck with me, man, I´m goin´ viral (Ah)
I smell like Porsche and Benihanas
I never let ´em see me sweat, even in a sauna (Even in a sauna)

I got my car in an LLC (Yeah)
I got my pistol in my wifey´s name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon´ be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything"
I got my car in an LLC

I got my pistol in my wifey´s name
I got more blues than B.B. King
I told my son, "You gon´ be a king"
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Crash tac´ on me case they intervene (Shit)
Playin´ tennis with my neighbor (Man)
Talkin´ ´bout infrastructure, might need a bigger team (Uh, man)
Bitch, I got a loft just to watch TV (Damn)
And my spare dimes watchin´ MTV, thinkin´ ´bout a bigger crib (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
French rosé what I sip as I load the SIG (Damn)
I don´t think I´m better than you, ho, it is what it is (Uh)
You niggas be timid with these hoes, I go hard on ´em (Hard on ´em)

If you not really my bitch, I ain´t coppin´ shit
A nighttime walk in the city with my low-key (Numbers)
A French bulldog, Bottega just to hold the heat (Uh)
I ain´t got a bitch and a bitch ain´t got me (Nah)
You call the bitch phone back to back, boy, that´s not P (Hahaha)
Every single one of my properties in an LLC (Numbers)
Every single one of my broads just wanna stay with me (For real)
Sixty-ball just for the pavers and the parking spot (Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You niggas not really gettin´ money, y´all just talk a lot (Shit, damn)

I got my car in an LLC (Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got my pistol in my wifey´s name (Man)
I got more blues than B.B. King (Man)
I told my son, "You gon´ be a king" (Uh)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Damn, good job)
I got my car in an LLC (Numbers)
I got my pistol in my wifey´s name (Good job)
I got more blues than B.B. King (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I told my son, "You gon´ be a king" (Man)
"Put your mind to it, you can do anything" (Uh, sock it to me)

That´s a very good idea, that´s a very good idea
Bad life choices, son, bad life choices

Woah
Well, what choice is there, Wally?
None of that was my choice
It´s your choice, it is all your choice