(Lola Monroe) This is fucking crazy (Chevy) Turn the music up a bit more. Cool. (Chevy) All bitches they love it All niggas they hate it They be sick to their Look at the look on faces Me and my niggas ballin We make from nothin' we're fucking the money she sayin' "baby, I'm cumming" (Lola Monroe) All these niggas they it All bitches they hate it Look at the on they faces Me and my bitches ballin We make from nothin' I ride this so good the money never stop comin' (Chevy) new beast hella sick you probably talk you pitch only had time for that combo for niggas them bricks no I lyin at all ask them cuz they know it my niggas empty clips then fill em up that's reloadin I got a thing for money, fast cars and that dope I was acting the fool, I was 20s or so like anything for a dolla, but I was cool with you gotta fight for hustle what would you do for the them bitches is (?) blow a from that pistol couple hot magazines so you can come get your all of taylors a show and all you heard was a it's really over here cuz all my niggas official (Lola Monroe) Ok, oh shit, Chevy they gon' make me grab a Whole ready, bitch better go down like confetti I push harder than giving birth I say now these dry ass sending thirst my way got the city on my shoulder my drive ain't been chauffered can no mothafuckas me where to go, when to stay, what to do, how to play (?) and no opposing my I be exposing your like how you (?) you grind like me and make it in the struggles shut the fuck up our in to miss the jungles I'm closing curtains so you can the towels in chi linens my style been down within