[Intro]

(TP, baby)

(Run it back, Playboi)

[Chorus: Money Man]

Bought a Rollie for my daughter

And a matching one for her mama

Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers

Me and lil' bro, we some stompers

You can never be too safe, that's why I'm strapped up like a condom

When it come to movin' that weight, you know I got a lot of volume

Damn, I love to touch her flesh, I be grabbin' on her bosom

Damn, they love to irk a nigga, boy, don't make me use this fully

I might go and breed some huskies, I might go and breed some bullies

In demand, they tryna see me, I get seventy every bookin'

[Verse 1: Money Man]

Yeah, I'm in the Rolls truck, I'm ridin' in luxury

Love how she take it off, love how she fuckin' me

Take these lil' racks and I start me a company

Fuck the police, I'm not goin' into custody

[?][0:45] done went to Pluto

Just copped the beamer, the coupe, not the four door

Pretty bitch with me, she rollin' on gumbo

Car got the trunk in the front like Dumbo

[?][0:50] when I go through a tunnel

Shawty got maintenance, I bought her a frontal

I'm havin' cake like a motherfuckin' funnel

I'm havin' blue hundreds straight like a bundle

Eat you alive, boy, I hang with piranhas

My white bitch resemble a younger Madonna

It's my young nigga birthday, I bought him a Draco

Walk in my spot, I got pounds on the table

Cross a nigga over just like I'm Steph

See him layin' there, he took his last breath

Fuck the losses, I just want the assets

Fuck the fame, nigga, where the cash at?

Her vibe real bad, but she a spoiled brat

Lil' bro rich as hell and he don't even rap

Only FaceTime, you know the phone tapped

Ain't no racist driveway, my cars is white and black

[Chorus: Money Man]

Bought a Rollie for my daughter

And a matching one for her mama

Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers

Me and lil' bro, we some stompers

You can never be too safe, that's why I'm strapped up like a condom

When it come to movin' that weight, you know I got a lot of volume

Damn, I love to touch her flesh, I be grabbin' on her bosom

Damn, they love to irk a nigga, boy, don't make me use this fully

I might go and breed some huskies, I might go and breed some bullies

In demand, they tryna see me, I get seventy every bookin'

[Verse 2: BC JRoc]

Lost a few bands, I had to get it back

I be out in Cali plantin' me some extras

They gone take your shit, then you can't get it back

Put the infrared on that fitted cap

You go against the gang, then you gon' see your death

I was down bad, I just needed help

But now I'm in the kitchen cookin' like a chef

Thirty in the glizzy, feelin' like I'm Steph

I'ma hit it 'til it ain't nothing left

Gotta make it back home to my folk

Mama lost her hope, she seen me totin' poles

Hangin' with the killers, smokin' on the dope

I was playin' ball, beefin' with the coach

Skippin' class, tryna fuck with the hoes

I wish back then, man, I would have known

You go get the paper, plug send the load

Youngin truly tried to put them niggas on

I told them niggas, "You will make it if you try"

If the nigga play with you, he gotta die

Stay ten toes, stand on your pride

RondoNumbaNine, bustin' every time

Niggas cappin', they be lyin' every time

I'ma let 'em live unless you cross the line

I don't know where we goin', I'm just ridin'

[Chorus: Money Man]

Bought a Rollie for my daughter

And a matching one for her mama

Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers

Me and lil' bro, we some stompers

You can never be too safe, that's why I'm strapped up like a condom

When it come to movin' that weight, you know I got a lot of volume

Damn, I love to touch her flesh, I be grabbin' on her bosom

Damn, they love to irk a nigga, boy, don't make me use this fully

I might go and breed some huskies, I might go and breed some bullies

In demand, they tryna see me, I get seventy every bookin'