You know, that's my fucking money machine
Shit like a money machine, man
Yeah, man, you dig
Hipaholics, baby
Money machine
Huh, huh
Money machine
Yeah, yeah
I want that green
Huh, huh
I want that green
Yeah, yeah
Money machine
Huh, huh
Money machine
Yeah, yeah
I want that green
Yeah, yeah
I want that green
Yeah, yeah
Money machine
Huh
Money machine
Yeah, yeah
I want that green
Huh, huh
I want that green
Yeah, yeah
Money machine
Huh
A money machine
Yeah, huh
Money machine
Huh
Money machine
Yeah, yeah
I just left broke and I ain't going back
I get them racks and I'ma double that
Pockets cheesy, look like double stacks
Get them racks, make 'em do jumping jacks
Got the ball and I ain't fumble it
Uh
Bitch, I'm shining through the summer
New Louis V's, they piranha

No NBA but I got pointers
Pass the ball, I'ma score
My n***a all us some GOATs
That presidential Rolly go
How the hell I'm 'posed to vote?