| Money in the floor, weed in a bowl | 
| On the couch, life like Ox | 
| Big TV, nigga, big ass remote | 
| Motion sensors all over my house | 
| For investigative ass hoes | 
| That’s waiting for me to pass out | 
| So they can tiptoe all over my home | 
| Woah, pump your brakes, slow your roll | 
| I got cake, bread in loaves | 
| State to state, hit that road | 
| Hit that bank when I get home | 
| Hit that lot tomorrow morn' | 
| I think they got the one I want | 
| Top I drop like my ex ho | 
| Top get dropped like I let it go | 
| Fool I close Ferrari doors | 
| My driveway is a horse show | 
| Smoke my weed, eat my breakfast | 
| My bitch read our horoscopes | 
| Out loud | 
| Talk about what’s gon' get done to a nigga, until I run in to niggas | 
| Might dress kinda funny to niggas, I got more money than niggas | 
| These niggas lackin positive influence so I’m son’ing these niggas | 
| You niggas more Calogero I’m more Sunny than niggas | 
| That’s why I got a couple of cribs and everyone one of 'em owned | 
| Shoulda have my Ferrari but now I had to give my mother a home | 
| Just bought a few pounds the other day and everyone one of 'em gone | 
| Just counting my chains, tomorrow I’m a put everyone one of 'em on | 
| You niggas must be trippin' yeah that’s a Benz, nigga what’s the addition | 
| (Niggas jealous cause they see me gettin' money) | 
| See me and Spitta in this bitch, they like yeah niggas must be twistin' | 
| (So much swag and you niggas looking bummy) | 
| And we been giving swag but on the real that wasn’t the intention | 
| (So much swag make a nigga wish he was me) | 
| It’s kinda funny cause a nigga thought I was being different | 
| (I'm getting high laughing at you niggas cause it’s funny) |