Hundred bands, talks a hundred Can you get it, no running man Keep a hundred rounds, we gon' get him I never gave a fuck about no Cause I'm bigger and I'm better Keep a Smith & we can do whatever, aye You say you a boss, I know you a lame And that ugly what the fuck you saying You ain't money girl you need a plan You a broke bitch, always holding out hand I'm a bitch, I just be getting bad and get it back I spend it with my mans That money in my hand put it on your head Ain't no loss, I'm a I can do that shit again, aye a roll we speak face If a lame bitch talking I even speak that Keep that .45 all black, we strapped we Pop up on them a b*tch see that, aye all them niggas we gon' f*ck up this cash I hopped out my then I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in them cabs Still living with your you ain't hopped off your ass, aye aye I'm a real I can't fake shit You a pussy you don't shake shit You figured it out bruh you late bitch You a broke bitch you ain't got no to play with out in Cali do the dash in a spaceship You somewhere in the looking mad cause you ain't shit You ain't tough, big bank take little bank you bankrupt All them hoes losing but ain't us Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash I hopped out my then I hopped in my bag in a foreign, bitch you hopped in them cabs Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass Aye, fuck all them niggas we fuck up this cash I out my feelings then I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, you hopped in them cabs Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, aye bands, bands, don't up this dashboard bitches want problems we gon' give 'em what ask for what this cash for, I need that like a landlord You bitches half step, please drop a bag on 'em Bitch why you you ain't never got no cash, ho you nigga why you trying to act ain't no straps on you Bitches turned back, yeah it's cool I just stacked on 'em I was getting money way before I rap money Them hate together when that check end But b*tch you more than your best friend That right beside me like my best man Fuck a wedding when it ring your head split You ain't tough, big bank take little Bitch you bankrupt All hoes losing but they ain't us You ain't tough, big bank take little Bitch you bankrupt All them hoes losing but ain't us Fuck all them niggas we gon' up this cash I hopped out my feelings then I in my bag Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in them Still living with mama you ain't hopped off your ass, aye Fuck all them we gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my then I hopped in my bag Hopped in a foreign, bitch you hopped in them Still with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, aye Still living with your mama you ain't off your ass, aye Still living your mama you ain't hopped off your ass