[Intro]
G-Lock
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Yah, one thing for sure, I'ma go and get some money (Money)
I looked up in the mirror and told that n***a keep it comin' (Comin')
No time for these bitches, I'm too busy gettin' money (Money)
Yah, It's a cold world, thirty in my Gucci bomber (Pah)

[Verse]
I ran it up and never fumbled, I'm just fuckin' up these commas (Yah)
Got bitches on my dick, I slam 'em like my first name Giannis (Uh)
I'm sippin' Hi-Tech red, got a double cup of bumptin'
I walk up in the building, freshest n***a in the function
Who that, Glock? Nah, nah, that's Glizock (Yah)
Hoppin' out the drop (Drop), with a drop (Skrrt), on his wrist (Yeah)
Smokin' good weed (Za'), with a bad-ass bitch (Yeah)
I told you I been playin' with sticks since I was— (What?)
What come after five? (Five)
My nina my main bitch, I know that she gon' ride or die (Die)
Got all this water on my shirt, look like my diamonds cryin' (Wet, cryin')
I'm 'bout my Franklins just like Kirk, you n***as small fries (Yeah)
These diamonds came up out the dirt, now I got all kinds (Yes)
And all sizes (Yeah)
I got money on my mind, at all times (Yeah)
We got the blind leadin' the blind, these n***as rappin' lies (Yeah)
Every penny, nickel, and dime, I need all of mine (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yah (Yeah), one thing for sure, I'ma go and get some money (Money)
I looked up in the mirror and told that n***a keep it comin' (Comin')
No time for these bitches, I'm too busy gettin' money (Money)
Yah, it's a cold world, thirty in my Gucci bomber (Pah)

[Bridge]
He lookin' at me funny, I must've fucked his bitch or somethin' (Huh?)
He probably read a text how I be all up in her stomach (Yah)
But little do they both know I'm married to the money (Yah)
I'm 'bout to fuck the rap game up with no condom (Yah)

[Outro]
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Bitch-ass n***as
Hehehe
Yah, I'm 'bout to fuck the rap game up with no condom (Yeah)
Fah, fah, fah, fah, you dig?
Yeah