[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Young Jefe, holmes
Tre-7 boss
Aw
Flexin' on these n***as, Monday through Sunday
Big Glizzy
They know me, GG

[Chorus]
All this money out here, why fuck is n***as playin'?
These n***as in my way, I need a mansion in Lamb'
And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams
Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram
I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands
Why is n***as playin', I don't think I understand
Nobody can’t owe me shit, I need my money in my hand
It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?"

[Verse 1]
Okay, hold up, stop playin', need to put on your mans
N***as wants to diss me, tryna put on their lil brands
You don’t wanna shoot me, you just wanna take the stand
Trick me out my future tryin' to put me in the can
Bitch I'm not in no state block, shout out Benny C
One that gives my tattoos, I'm not scared of needles
Pull up on the bad hoes, check out my fifty
Run and make his ass blow, boom, Desert Eagle
Know they call me "Big Glizzy," I come from the Tre-7
My n***as got big Glizzys, promise they don't play fair
Uh-uh, it ain't safe here, you might catch a case here
Keep it on your waist, yeah, 'cause you might get erased here
[Chorus]
All this money out here, why fuck is n***as playin'?
These n***as in my way, I need a mansion and a Lamb'
And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams
Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram
I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands
Why is n***as playin', I don't think I understand
Nobody can’t owe me shit, I need my money in my hand
It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?"

[Verse 2]
See, I can hit my trap house, or I can hit the bank
You can keep the hood, give me the big house with the lake
Flyin' in there, touched down, I almost spilled the pint
Don't ask me if my diamonds VVS, it's fuck you think?
My bitch bad as fuck, we look like J Lo and Puff
I told her, if she love me, then loyalty is a must
I get that money bag and let them suckers chase the buck
My killers play the front, so get your n***as out the cut
And, n***a, what? I just hit a lick, we up
All crispy hundred, damn, I got a paper cut
Hundred on my truck, I just put a hundred up
Fuck a hundred out there, act like I don't give a fuck

[Chorus]
All this money out here, why fuck is n***as playin'?
These n***as in my way, I need a mansion in Lamb'
And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams
Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram
I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands
Why is n***as playin', I don't think I understand
Nobody can’t owe me shit, I need my money in my hand
It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?"