� M.J. Bowler, rap game over Touchdown, in the city doing a takeover I wake up before we go to the room Gun in my bed, my baby like a reaper We rock the stage like the Migos They say we should give a job, no way amigos She tells me what she thinks of keeping her But she's in my bed, she's probably a little low But she has money in her mind She likes it, she'll get it, get it, ok It costs me, but it doesn't matter Whatever she wants, she'll do it, do it, ok Jacob Esmarakes, what do you look like, VVS? Whatever you want, I'll bring it to you, yeah, yeah Prada, Gucci, Hermes, YSL I don't know how much she does, yeah, yeah Inside my mind, you're an old man Rolling in the city, the new Cayenne Let the diamonds shine on your neck, Cartier Victory, a secret, nothing else, yeah Inside my mind, you're an old man Rolling in the city, the new Cayenne Let the diamonds shine on your neck, Cartier Victory, a secret, nothing else, yeah Inside my mind, you're an old man Going straight from the club to the hotel I leave everything behind, they tell me When I'm with you, it's a little, a little To tell me that you want me In the car, what do I owe you, but I have to go Yeah, yeah, a little lower Do you know what I mean? We are money, money You look like a Colombian My ass is moving, it's sexy But I want money only, but I don't want drama When I drink, I drink, I drink You look like a Colombian You look at me in the eyes and go up But I want money only, but I don't want drama Oh mama, but you get what you want Inside my mind, you're an old man Rolling in the city, the new Cayenne Let the diamonds shine on your neck, Cartier Victory, a secret, nothing else, yeah Inside my mind, you're an old man Rolling in the city, the new Cayenne Let the diamonds shine on your neck, Cartier Victory, a secret, nothing else, yeah