[Chorus: Gunna & Nechie]
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that
Watch them tens turn to twenties
And them fifties turn to hunnids and them bands, can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that (Ha, it's Nech')
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes (One hunnid)
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that
[Verse 1: Nechie]
Big face hunnids, baby, yeah, I get a lot of that (Ha)
Mulsanne, parking that, south side, I'm running that (Skrt, woo)
I got shooters on shooters, where Gunna at?
Big face Rollie bust down, diamonds all in that
Woo, the money I'm getting is crazy
My diamonds is looking amazing (Huh?)
I'm stepping on haters while stacking this paper
You see the look in they faces (Yeah)
I'm ducking and dodging these cases
I treat these bitches any type of way
I'm busting a nut in they faces (Woo)
Margielas, they came with no laces (Woo)
Private jets, different places, I'm getting it
Me and Po been in LA sipping drank, n***a, big spendin' it (One hunnid)
These lame n***as ain't living it, they lying, I say facts only (Hah)
I got Goony Loc standing next to me with that ratchet on him, one hunnid (Goony, brrt, bah, bah-bah-bah-bah)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that
Watch them tens turn to twenties
And them fifties turn to hunnids and them bands, can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Can't get enough of that, stacking them hunnid racks (Racks)
Work keep on coming back, know you paying too much for that (You paying too much for that)
Audi A7 hatchback, it ain't got no tag yet (Hatchback, no)
This bitch super fast and can't nobody pass me (Skrt, skrt)
You n***as is cappin', I got a archive for fashion (Archive for fashion)
My bitch say I'm flashy, this Givenchy came from Paris (Givenchy)
Got birds like I'm Larry, this weed came from Cali (Birds, kush)
Balenciaga my sneakers, nah, I can't rock no more Ballys (Balencis)
Pour that lean in the Fanta, ain't never had manners
I'm from the South, not Atlanta, mid from Alabama (South)
Bust 'em down and get paper, screaming "Fuck all you haters" (Cash, fuck all you haters)
I'ma stack all this money and I'ma keep getting my weight up (Gunna, yeah)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that
Watch them tens turn to twenties
And them fifties turn to hunnids and them bands, can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that
Can't get enough of that
Money, cars, and the clothes and the hoes
Different shows on the road, can't get enough of that