(It´s a Wayne beat)
Got a quarter million dollars, I got  alright
Yeah, Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga, Money Is Not Everything, nigga
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)

Broke-ass nigga, what you do today?
Alright
Ghetto Boyz shit, man, free the whole ghetto

Broke-ass nigga, what you do today?
I just bought a pint of Trish, I´m finna do an eight
Ten thousand on a joggin´ fit, it´s a Louis day
I got so much LV on, call me Louie Ray
That´s my blood brother
Me and C just drunk a pint, that´s my mud brother
My nigga fightin´ for his life, he served an undercover
I beat bitches back in, I don´t go under covers
I don´t kiss and tell, I don´t pillow talk
Five thousand all blues´ll get your killer bought
Fifty thousand all hundreds, he think he gettin´ off

That´s just small pape´
I need insurance on this pint, call Allstate
And I don´t know how to cut hair, but I give bald fades
Pull up on your bitch and get my balls ate
I´m finna pull up with a brick and give ´em all shake
Da Young OG, bitch, I talk more shit than Dawgface
It´s a new year, this a new pint
Went to Wafi, six hundred, I got new ice
In a 680 Maybach with the blue lights
I´d rather gamble buyin´ fake drank, I don´t shoot dice
My nigga shot a crib up, they gave him two lifes
Supercharger on a V truck, I just flew by
I´ve been up for six days like I do ice
Quarter-million dollars rap money, I made that tonight

On a eight-hour pass, I made a quarter-million
I hope I don´t go to hell for abortin´ children
Damn, you ain´t had no Actavis? I drunk a four in prison
Bring the AR pistol in the club, I´m an important nigga
I wore Dior in prison
Baby, what you want, a purse? I´ll Dior your Christian
Came home, made "RIO FREE," it took me forty minutes
Nigga, ask Will
I got a thousand Percocets, only half real
But we ain´t use no fentanyl, they just Advil
Twelve hours free, I made a half mil´
I can´t believe you told the bitch to pay half the bills
Count the money with my eyes closed, I got mad skills

I´m a scram scraper
The way I´m livin´, I might make a hundred grand later
I don´t know, bro
Ain´t had no pape´ when I caught this case, I went pro bono
Just cracked a seal, drunk a four, now I´m movin´ slow-mo
And I don´t drink them Act´ pops, I heard it´s Chlo-Chlo
I beat my bitch ass in broad day, she called the po-po
I can´t believe this bitch tried to get me violated
.308 hit him in his head, now it´s annihilated
I hit her raw nine months ago, she said she dilatin´
Found a grower on the West Coast, I´m tryna buy an acre