| All this money that I got, I can’t hide |
| If they lookin' for me, I’m outside |
| Over, over |
| I gotta get it off my shoulders |
| I bet they know us |
| Roll up on these swangers, nigga hol' up |
| We can go up |
| Though I’m gon be flexin' with my shoulder |
| I bet they fold up |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |
| Huh |
| Haters be taking no space |
| They go to get a couple dollars and feel like it’s safe |
| Bunch of rappers turn to sucker shit, been a disgrace |
| Know these diamonds paralyze, they best stay in their place |
| Yeah them niggas bother, crazy how they feel they equal |
| I’m the king, close the chapter, ain’t gon' be no sequel |
| They ever think to go against me, I won’t need no people |
| They better take it up with God, this shit might just get evil |
| Think I’m playing with the opps, the way I’m walking |
| Better watch for them swangers, them hoes be throwin' balls |
| Speaking like I ain’t the realest nigga, subject closed |
| Every day I feel like I’m the shit, I might fuck they nose |
| I want in, I might just kick they doors |
| Change my whips, the way I change my clothes |
| Motion picture, lemme take my pose |
| Deep inside, they act like women, I know niggas hoes |
| All this money that I got, I can’t hide |
| If they lookin' for me, I’m outside |
| Over, over |
| I gotta get it off my shoulders |
| I bet they know us |
| Roll up on these swangers, nigga hol' up |
| We can go up |
| Though I’m gon be flexin' with my shoulder |
| I bet they fold up |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |
| Me I remember the day that I was broke, didn’t even think of a chain |
| Then I went and got on a block, ran up a sack, it was just me and my mans |
| I get up stretchin', they play with the band |
| All of this money can’t fit in my pants |
| Way to be talking, bet I get them ran |
| I got the motion, it look like a dance |
| Ain’t nobody finna fuck up the plan |
| Walking nigga, I’m tryna fuck up the band |
| Play with Trae, a nigga did get em' ban |
| Get to punchin till' I fuck up my hand |
| Took a L, never do it again |
| Never lose, all I know is to win |
| I am him, they better |
| friend |
| It was over get to countin' to 10 |
| All this money that I got, I can’t hide |
| If they lookin' for me, I’m outside |
| Over, over |
| I gotta get it off my shoulders |
| I bet they know us |
| Roll up on these swangers, nigga hol' up |
| We can go up |
| Though I’m gon be flexin' with my shoulder |
| I bet they fold up |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |
| They in my rearview |