bitch i let my money work in california
bitch i'm with the mexicans
bitch i'm talking pure white for every thousand grands
bitch i'm talking white girls on the peter pan
bitch i'm sitting at the light in some big shit
quarter mill for my big chains
hey papi i need a hundred things
a hundred? nigga you heard me a hundred things
bitch i let my money work
bitch i got my whole crew out of public housing
town over tell me to tell ross i got that
that gucci that flossy i rock that
that new girl with epic insomnia i got that
nigga you heard me i got that
i'm putting overtime bitch i let my money work
you know i overgrind bitch now i'm 20 worth
still riding dirty hanging on the stake
talking 40 shard kit for the break
me and murda on the back block swerving
higher than a motherfucker feel turbulence
twerk let the bitches smurk
underground we spend that
hottest niggas we been that
correct to try to save me
won't see me on a warning poster
count on money all in one motion
i'm talking same damn time
knowing i'm a make 'em when i was way back griding