Dun Deal, ayy man
Dun, Guwop
Yeah, take off
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I just wanna ball out with money 
And I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I’ve got so much money on me 
I’ve got so much money on me 
I’ve got so much money on me 
I’ve got so much money on me 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I get so much money 
I’m standin’ here with so much money 
I got model money, show money, plus I’m gettin’ that dope money 
I might get your ho money, yeah, if she a snow bunny 
Grow house ‘dro money, nick/dime slow money
Glock 9, kick doors, bitch, I need some more money 
I ain’t that old, but my bank roll keep a fleet of young hoes 
Smokin’ on the big ‘dro, they cook dope
Gucci cutthroat, used to stay next door to his kinfolk 
Limousine tint, bitch, pourin’ up your rent money 
Pour it up ’til it turn purp’, 50 Cent money 
All my goons, yeah they on alert, get ya murked money 
I’m in Dallas livin’ fuckin’ lavish, I got Dirk money 
Caesar’s Palace, yeah I let ‘em have it, I got work bunkin 
Homie ain’t got a cent to his name, he ain’t got money 
He a lame, ain’t no one to blame, got cocaine money 
Gucci, I got white money, brown money, green money 
Nigga, you a lean junkie, blind, never seen money 
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I get so much money 
I’m standin’ here with so much money
GBE baby
That bitch ask what time it is – it’s 10:17 
I keep big Ben Frank bankrolls in my Robin’s jeans 
You’ve got 30 fucking problems if you think ’bout robbing me 
I got get-a-nigga-whacked money, and they’ll go overseas 
Cops pull me over they like, jeez 
‘Cause I’ve got so much money on me 
And I’ve got a QP with me
That’s why I’ve got so much bond money on me 
And I’ve got this Nina with me
With this 30 clip, hope it don’t jam on me 
But you’d better pray for your life, bruh
When you run up on me 
Bimmer cost a hundred some Gs 
But I still got Ferrari money on me 
And I feel like T-U-P-A-C-K, all eyes on me 
CEO of GBE, G-L-O-G-A-N-G 
Im a Leo, my birthday everyday
I’ve got so much cake on me
And I smoke so much stunna 
And I count so much money 
I never pick a ho over my money 
I’m gettin’ money, while Im throwing my money 
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I get so much money 
I’m standin’ here with so much money
So much molly , I done took so much molly 
I can’t even feel my body 
So much molly, I can’t feel my body 
This party ’bout to turn into an orgy
6 hookers in here, it’s just one me 
I’m leanin’, drank so much Codeine 
Promethazine, think I’m ’bout to OD 
I think I need to smoke some weed ’cause I’m really geekin’ 
It’s Tuesday, I’m freakin’, but we listenin’ to The Weeknd
I’m tryna mix this Vietnamese with this Puerto Rican 
This fine Cali bitch’ll let me sneak this Georgia peach in 
“Good grief, I can’t breathe, can we take a break?” 
She’ll suck your dick through your briefs, eat beef like a steak 
She put my dick on a plate, then she said her grace 
She said that money make her cum, she love the fact I’m paid 
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me
I’ve got so much money on me 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I ain’t tryna fall out with money 
I get so much money 
I’m standin’ here with so much money