[Intro]
Yeah, I just want my rings
I just one up everything (Landfill)
Penny things from head to string, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Went out to the street
In the mall, then I got my piece
Then I took the weed
Out the mall like I'm purchasing
I can’t understand petty every things
That'd be happening around
Motherfucker think I don't do town
Gotta get around to the town, gotta get down
I’m not that, hold on
Gotta get more dough, yeah
Gotta get four dollars, huh, yeah
Gotta get six dollars on that shit
I got that four more on that shit
I got that four more on that shit, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Talking about it
Like we gonna count it
We gonna count it
We gonna count it up
Count it up, yeah
Count it up, yeah
Count it up, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, hate on me
Got the jewelry on me
Got the rings on me, yeah
Call me motherfucking Kobe
Shooting all these 3's, yeah
Like I'm Curry in the team, yeah
Yeah, Curry in the dream, yeah
Yeah, Curry in these things, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
You can box me out if you want to, huh
You can try it out if you want to, huh, yeah
When I'm done dryin' these clothes
I ain't even get my motherfucking money, yeah, yeah
Gotta deal with ya stuff
Gotta do the stuff
Going hella fucking fast, yeah
I just got two rings
I just got six rings like I'm fucking Jordan
Rep that fucking 23 in the early morning, yeah