Cut that shit up, Quay Jump right out the porch, run straight to the streets I went and got some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Dropped right outta class Run straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more Jump right out the porch Run straight to the streets I went and got me some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Dropped right outta class Run straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more Red Hair with me like I'm Yachty Every nigga with me got a body Bad mama see to call me poppy Back to back, lambs and the rari's Only thing I wear is red bottoms Free my nigga loan if he's got em Standing on the sofa popping bottles Crack a nigga head with a bottle Sipping lean tryna ease my problems Run up on the gang and niggas shot em Gucci glasses snakes on my collar Make these bitches rake up every dollar She said she gon' catch it she gon' swallow Had to switch it up I'm on the road now I'm a stand up guy I ain't gon' lay down Say I'm team 5 on my feet Blowing money like I ain't with me It's Louis V, miss with Supreme Hop out in Javenchio he clean Grand coup 2018 Drive me it's gon' be a murder scene Everything a slayer nigga mean Jump right out the Pole agreed to the streets I want it got me some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Try out of class went straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more Jump right out the pole agreed to the streets I want it got me some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Try out of class went straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more Got four pockets full like I'm baby Keep twine with me case they play me Goons that they dope till they pay me Baby blue brand new Mercedes Six chocolate bridges straight from Haiti Woah Nigga never made the honor roll But the nigga made the force list Hundred thousand on my left wrist Orange stones in the nigga mouth When the sun hit it look like sun kiss Big penny ride a nigga neck Talking same size like the starfish And a nigga no killers got killers Niggas same kind of scarface And a nigga ball like Hardaway And a nigga ball like Barclay And I put that on my soul I got pictures up in Vogue I got bitches always killing shit they always at the mall I'm in morgue I don't shop at the stores I don't fuck with these lame ass sorry ass whores I'm Scott Jump right out the porch went straight to the streets I want it got me some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Try out of class went straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more Jump right out the porch went straight to the streets I want it got me some dough But that ain't enough I want some more I want some more and some more Try out of class went straight to the club Now she dancing on the pole But that ain't enough She want some more she want some more and some more I want S-O-M-E more I want S-O-M-E more I want S-O-M-E more I want S-O-M-E more