That, that, that, that, th-that be Maaly Raw



I just me stackin' my money



I just be countin' my money (goddamn)

Yeah, walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah, I f**ked your bitch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money



Yeah, smile with my grin, now it's sunny

Smile with my grin, now it's sunny

Ayy, nowadays I'm gettin' money

Eatin' my eggs with a runny

Ayy, nowadays I'm takin' xannys

That shit turned me to a junkie

Yeah, I f**ked your bitch

She sucked my dick and that ho got a donkey

Ayy, if you fight me and beat me

Pussy nigga better off me

Yeah, choppers, they come with the stick

Put your ass right in the coffin

Yeah, better yet come with your clip

Hit your stomach, now you nauseous

f**kin' your bitch, I'm a boss

Usin' my defense, go straight through an offense

Diamonds so heavy, on 10

'Cause I swear to God I don't do the talkin'

Raf Simons heavy on feet

'Cause I swear to God I don't do the walkin'

Smokin' this gas, I can't breathe

That's the reason a lil' nigga keep coughin'

Yeah I'm takin' these Xans, I can't see

Better steal Cartier right when I'm stoppin'



I just me stackin' my money

I just be countin' my money (goddamn)

Yeah, walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah, I f**ked your bitch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money



Turned that bitch straight to a runner

Turned that bitch straight to a runner

Takin' a flight to London

Takin' a flight to London

Turned that bitch straight to a runner

Turned that bitch straight to a runner

Takin' a flight to London

Takin' a flight to London

Dump at you more than Count Dracula

Callin' my style spectacular

Suckin' me off like Dracula

These nuts are like abracadabra

Walk in the spot and I set that bitch off

Coppin' that Ricky, no kid with the cross

I hear you niggas, you takin' the sauce

Cash money on me, my diamonds go bling

Been rockin' designer

I've been rockin' designer

Damn, and a jean jacket

Yeah, with the Rick Owens to match, I'm fly

Yeah, um, pull out that MAC

Um, if you gon' pull on my racks

Whippin' that shit and I whip in that shit

And I stay in the trap



I just me stackin' my money

I just be countin' my money (goddamn)

Yeah, walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah, I f**ked your bitch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner

I turned that bitch to a runner

Yeah, most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money