God is good,
let's get this money,
hallelujah Shout out to my ranchy bitches and my classy
cobras All black, it look like somebody died
That nigga's stroller's not a bust,
somebody lie,
uh
Four niggas in the whip,
two smoking dope Devil for the son of,
that's the code
We in a foreign whip,
switching lanes,
swerving Them hoes know the money gang,
niggas working
While the Spanish bitch that text me every motherfucking day
She wiling, sweet everything I motherfucking say
This a young nigga movement,
old heads need to pipe down And I ain't talking later on,
I'm talking right now
I'm a young nigga stuntin',
bitch,
I'm something like a star Every time we step out,
they know who we are
Boss *,
foreign cars The girl I'm riding with look like a porn star
I'm a young nigga stuntin',
bitch,
I'm something like a star
Every time we step out,
they know who we are Boss *,
foreign cars
The girl I'm riding with look like a porn star
Money gang militia,
we the mafia Went from eating ramen to tilapia
The whole team good,
Frank Lucas * Niggas trying to take pictures,
I ain't used to this
My redbone text me every day,
she trying to kick it She think I be
playing when I say it's money over bitches
My nigga Tay got that pack,
my nigga be the plug Can't take these niggas nowhere,
all these niggas thugs
This that Boss *,
Corleone With your girlfriend,
why you think she home alone?
This that Boss *,
Gambino hoe I'm doing * that Virginia never seen before
I'm a young nigga stuntin',
bitch,
I'm something like a star Every time we step out,
they know who we are
Boss *,
foreign cars The girl I'm riding with look like a porn star
I'm a young nigga stuntin',
bitch,
I'm something like a star Every time we step out,
they know who we are
Boss *,
foreign cars The girl I'm riding with look like a porn star