[Hook]
 Make it classy, make it classy
 Pick yourself up off the floor and make it classy
 Make it classy, make it classy
 You now rocking with the best, I make it nasty

Way too dirty to be washed up
 You need a spotter, get your bars up
 I know you famous, I will run up on a star, what!
 Fronting on me the quickest way to get starstruck
 Half of y'all hating on me, half of y'all waiting on me
 I make money, money don't make me
 You chase money while I make money chase me
 Stick to the bottom line like the bass, bass, bass
 Get your face girl, why you after that dude?
 No, ain't nobody that cute
 You got a face for radio
 Look around, you gotta face the ratio
 Don't let these Brooklyn niggas cold reach ya
 What they keeping in the creases of exclusive 'Lo pieces
 Got it bouncing like [fat titty?]
 Try to rap with me, it's a wrap city
 Rap city, bitch, rap rap city bitch
 Throw your money in the air if you nigga rich
 Stop that stupid ass shit, you kids getting big
 Studio at the crib got a nigga rigged
 Weed loud, rude, inconsiderate
 On the Bradley Cooper, I'm limitless
 Faster than a state trooper, I get it in
 Four dudes, one bottle, that'll never win
 Fly girls at the rope, homie let 'em in
 Shorty make 'em pitch a tent like a ?
 All in the conversation, meddling
 That's when the wondering eyes start settling
 Savage, savage, ooh gentlemen
 Word to God, got a look so devilish
 This a fourth quarter shot and I never miss
 Swish, nothing, but, net
 Swish, nothing, but, net
 Swish, nothing, but, net
 Swish, nothing, but, net
 Half of y'all hating on me, half of y'all waiting on me
 I make money, money don't make me
 You chase money while I make money chase me
 Stick to the bottom line like the bass, bass, bass.