How you want it? Now or later, I blow a pound of flavors
I´m always rollin kush, don´t be with entertainers
This ain´t just for the look, don´t feel like I need favors

Don´t play it by the book, occupation smokin´ papers
When I pull up they look, cool with the cops and neighbors
I got these niggas shook, like helicopter chases
My car win races, my broad was racist
But now she wanna kick it, get her little brother tickets
I talk, I live it, I ball, I pivot
I go the distance, I´m so persistent
How I´m livin´, stackin´ millions
Rappin´ to children, gettin´ that pack in the buildin´
That real shit, I´m bringin´ the feelin´
That bad bitch, she bringin´ my meal in
My swag good, you think you could steal it
That bag good, I think it´s a million

Count it up
Count the motherfuckin´ money man
When´s the last time you read somethin´?
Never, motherfucka!
Ha ha ha ha
Matter fact, as long as you know how to roll in 2020, you good
You gang!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha

Who that is
Countin´ up, keep the weed tucked
Got a bottle of that new McQueen stuff
Your bitch trippin´, tell her ease up
You can see the ink when my sleeves up
It´s hoes down, always g´s up
Put some money down, Rollie freeze up
What would you do if you paid 4.5?

You would live comfortable too, decorate all of your rooms
I don´t know why they assume, only make boss type of moves
They clout chase, I´m hardly amused, but I still try to be cool
I spend a thousand on shoes, I got a house with a pool
I got a mountain to move, she got a mouth, I recruit
If I´m gettin´ paper, she count it up too
If I know the price, my accountant do too
I fly in a place, smoke a pound, and I´m through
All my niggas eat full, what happened to you?

Y´all niggas lookin´ real sad
You look happy, but you look sad
All that partyin´ and shit and buyin´ shit

You just fillin´ an empty motherfuckin´ space
Some shit you wish you had
It´s cool ´cause I know what it feel like ´cause I got it nigga
Yeah
I got it