Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, moonie, moonie Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh You see his mug toast it up, now I ain't host Kush all in my lap because he ho don't wanna roll it I was sliding in the lamp with the power drive Slime, green paint, peanut butter inside She wanna fuck, speak up, coming out her clothes I'm in Wonderland when she coming down the pole And I don't care if she take all of mine Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign Diamonds unthawed, coming in froze Got too many girls to let one of them go When I make a purchase I can't wait to show, whoa, whoa She bad, I put a pinky ring on snow globe I'ma have that pussy on lock like Popo She was going up and down like yo-yo You can say I'm greedy cause I always want more I don't fuck with homes cause they want some slow folks Ooh, money on my soon Baby girl full moon Kitty nigga with some money, some room She don't stop, batteries not included Big ballin' like my Tumbo Much cooler than the cool kids Can you believe every night we do this, yeah What's in your mug, toast it up No, I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap because he ho don't wanna roll it I was sliding in the lamp with the power drive Slime, green paint, peanut butter inside She wanna fuck, speak up, coming out her clothes I'm in Wonderland when she coming down the pole And I don't care if she take all of mine Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign Hold up, I'ma go and spend a hundred, so hold up I don't care if she had a man some, man Pedicure gang, get your fingernails did With no shame, flip that ass like it's a test And she fine and I'm all the love, love her Can I hit that ass like a bullseye She gon' suck like a blood suck My feet higher than a mothafucka Oh, I hear you like fast cash Baby, you know I got the hots for you I been workin' so I cash in She said, I only wanna dance for you We have no mercy for you, no Me and my niggas closer than in-laws Fuck a interview, she know the answer Prototype cars, not a jackpot We see you smug, toast it up, no, I ain't host Kush all in my lap because he ho don't wanna roll it I was sliding in the lamp with the power drive Slime, green paint, peanut butter inside She wanna fuck, speak up, coming out her clothes I'm in Wonderland when she coming down the pole And I don't care if she take all of mine Like it ain't shit, but a dollar sign Duck sauce on my feet, ho, pass around the pre-rolls Rollie on my chain, Flava Flav with the steez, ho Kush residue on my jeans, I blow hella dope And I'm classic, Reeboks whiter than snow And the nigga be dressin', walkin' round Gucci steppin' Unintentional flexin', tryna send out a message Money walk with the extra, shake that ass with your besties Seeing stars in the rental, got your broad in the rental 20K in AOD and it's just me and my kempo Tryna send a girl to college, I ain't come for no free show Say her birthday late July, yeah, that means she a Leo Might just leave with me tonight, but that don't mean she a frigo Fuck with dancers and models, shout out them girls who get dollars Shawty came from the bottom, yeah, shout out Keisha Bottoms Couple cases of rosé came out to me with the sparklers I pour up for all the girls, but I'ma drink out the bottle We see you smug, toast it up, no, I ain't host Kush all in my lap because he ho don't wanna roll it I was slidin' in the Lam' with the power drive Slime green paint, peanut butter inside She wanna fuck, speak up, comin' out her clothes I'm in Wonderland when she comin' down the pole And I don't care if she take all the money Like it ain't shit, but I got the money She got that million dollar pussy, but I get it for the free She like to do a lot of snow, I told that bitch to come and ski Shawty bad, she can get it, she can swallow, she can spit it On the pole, y'all can split it, in the vent, all the Lam' Got your bitch suck your dick on the ground D12 help me get up out the jam, trunk full of slam R.I.P. lil' peep, I got her slowed out on them Xans Chest out of my notch, backseat of my Benz Put that shit on camera, she squirted on the lens Then she told me put it on her chenny, chenny, chenny Pocket full of nothin' but them Benji Franklin's In the game, post it up, put numbers up Bitch run me that check first, I don't wanna fuck They say it's cuppin' season, baby, you ain't good enough She want a real nigga, dawg, you ain't hood enough They say you smoke, toast it up, nah, I ain't hostin' Kush all in my lap, a crazy ho don't wanna roll it I'm slidin' in the Lam' with the power drive Slime green paint, peanut butter inside She wanna fuck, speak up, comin' out her clothes I'm in Wonderland when she comin' down the pole And I don't care if she take all the money Like it ain't shit but a dollar sign