[Chorus: Kai Bandz]
This that get money music, [?] blow to it
This that one, two, three, I'm getting money in my sleep
This that get fly music, get high and ride to it
This that one, two, three, I’m getting money in my sleep

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Step off in the [?] flexin on my ex
My bitch [?] to the floor, you can play checkers on her chest
With my [?] jacket [?] wack you for a rack
Picture [?] put attachments on our techs
It's hard to stay focused, diamonds dancing on my neck
Bro just traided me his AR, like the Packers and the Jets
Your bitch just got high as fuck, landed on my dick
Cannon on my hip, boy, I dare a n***a flintch
Goddamnit, you a trick, you like [?] my bitch
Better play your cards right, 'cause bro’ll jack a n***a's shit
[?] on a pole, like a selfy lil stick
Shoеs big as hell, I [?] like [?] in thesе Ricks
Eh
Rick Owens, fat as hell, stomp a n***a ass to Hell
To the [?] n***as two faced like dragon tails
On stage with pointers on me like a tattletale

[Chorus: Kai Bandz]
This that get money music, [?] blow to it
This that one, two, three, I'm getting money in my sleep
This that get fly music, get high and ride to it
This that one, two, three, I'm getting money in my sleep
[Verse 2: Kai Bandz]
Two phones blapping, seven days trapping
Fuck the bullshit, I make 200 just off rapping
I love my grannie, boy, I tucked the hundred in her cabnit
That lil petty money, that ain't nothing, quit that capping
Bands in my left and my right hand
[?] my cup, off a script from my white man
We sending boes to [?] like the Titans
My circle smaller than [?] I got five friends
But fuck a friend, these my brothers only
No name n***as with no rank always speaking on me
Now a days, n***as, they gon' hate, so I keep it on me
Always told me [?] at the top, this shit get lonely

[Chorus: Kai Bandz]
This that get money music, [?] blow to it
This that one, two, three, I'm getting money in my sleep
This that get fly music, get high and ride to it
This that one, two, three, I'm getting money in my sleep