[Verse 1: Money Man]

She know she her and I'm him, she my lil' motherfuckin' twin

I get high just like a blimp, I burn a nigga like hemp

I know your thoughts was skeptical, don't have no worries, I'm credible, yeah

Baby, your body incredible, yeah, baby, your body incredible, yeah

Speedy to go get it, babe, fly your ass out to Jamaica

You know I'm smokin' on flavor, love it when you ain't got no makeup (Zaytoven)

You better get a grip (Trauma Tone), fight and we fuck and we break up

I'm finna go hit the bank up, ungrateful nigga should thank us

I be your personal trainer, she step behind likе a trailer

Monogram slacks with the blazer, givе a lil' nigga a taper

Come get your bitch 'fore I take her, on the East Side to Decatur

What's up with you, baby? You comin' or not? I'm finna cop a Bugatti

What's up with these niggas? They hatin' a lot, I'm finna shoot up the party

[Chorus: Money Man]

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY

You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist

You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life

You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike

[Verse 2: Money Man]

Niggas is bitches, they tuckin' they ice, run in your spot and I'm leavin' it white

She a bad bitch, that's what I like, take you to Doha, baby, I might

Spin like Sterling Neumann mic, jewelry been hittin', incredible ice

Me and her livin' incredible life, real big shark, yeah baby, I bite

Money touch the sky, that shit got height, I can put you way, way up in the building

Baby, I'm a real king, yeah, she never, LV speedy, yeah, come get that

LV keepall, yeah, come get that

Tryna go OC, yeah, I'm with that, tryna go splurge right now, I'm with that

Hold on, put your money up, I got that, hold on, I'ma hit his ass with a compact

Mind, body, soul, baby, need all that

Give me my money right now, I need all that, for real

[Chorus: Money Man]

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY

You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist

You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life

You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike

[Verse 3: BC Marse]

Yeah, comin' right now, need all that

Shawty got ass, need all that

You can do what you want when you ballin', yeah

I'm tryna wait these plays keep callin' yeah

She know she her and I'm him

I'm havin' tree, I could sell you a limb

Bitch, I'm a star, you should get this on film

Damn that shit crazy, she thick and slim

I'm out in Houston, like, Stefon Diggs, yeah

I'm on that block with the Sig, yeah

You know I ain't blowin' no mid, yeah

This shit here the best you can get, yeah

I'm addicted to dough, though I admit it

Throw a lil' bag if you with me, motherfuckin' with a dime, I'm picky

These streets get slick and sticky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Lil' mama down to ride, if I get caught, she alibi

So I ain't got no problem gettin' busy if you get out of line

So if we pull up, then like Denzel, that nigga out of time

Them binary triggers on them glizzys get to same line (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

That's how we hit 'em, yeah

Shoot her whole face like Lillard, yeah, your head half-off like Dillard's, yeah

Man, she from AD, Mike Miller, trap from my soul Bryson Tiller

Ain't nothin' like them nigga from the back in the day, don't push me, I might trip on 'em

[Chorus: Money Man]

Too many sticks in my den, den, den, I should enlist in the ARMY

You know I'm cold with the pen, pen, pen, I'm a superior artist

You know I pull up and spin, spin, spin, 'fore I'm takin' a life

You know she just like a twin, twin, twin, me and her thinkin' alike