Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- It's crazy, I'ma- Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- Made all this money from doing this Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- Now count it, 5, 10, yeah, 15, 20, 25, 30, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag dripping from me That's what I do with money, got money off the arrow Call it toilet paper, yeah, flush with cash Girl likes butt, is it up for grabs? Just wanna touch an arrow, is that too much to ask? Yeah, I made a grip, I know it's tough to grasp Get the bag, call it potato chips, I stuff in duffel bags On some public transportation, cuz I will bust your ass Buck the chain, I'm off the trailer, hitch, I got a bunch of swag Now count it, 5, 10, yeah, 15, 20, 25, 30, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag dripping from me Yeah, I'ma- Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- Yeah, I'ma- Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- I'ma- Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam- Yeah, yeah- My income is all that and then some Girl, your man is an income pooper symptom Of a simp, cuz he'll spend some loom to get some As for me, I'm the Kim Jong-un of Poop's Hund Heh Swag dripping, I'm in a pub Went up to this chick who was so tipsy, we went to hug Ended up tripping and picked her up She yelled out, it's her birthday She's 50 and in the club Then it comes on, that in the club song She's a buzzsaw, we're going numbskull I live on the edge, she's a jump off Call her Cinderella, she loves bones Now count it, 5, 10 Yeah, 15, 20 25, 30 Yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace Yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it Swag tripping for me Yeah, I'ma- Attack like the Ripper All over the track doing laps like a stripper Now, now, now, now Wow, wow, look out, ow, rap circles around Round, round, surround, found, found John Rambo's back and my ammo stacked And I'm cocking raps, I'm on your head All the words, I'm stocking caps And I'm talking facts like Office Max Never down, I'll be up like an insomniac Girl, I got racks, you gotta rack How you got all that back and no body fat? I'm in awe with that when I stopped the Pontiac At the laundromat that I saw you at You almost had a heart attack Went into cardiac, you ran inside Told your boyfriend, like, I'll be back But for all you know, I probably act like I'm Daniel Wozniak I'm a psychopathic killer I'm a cat-pillar, caterpillar The botanical bananas you never heard Bedivere, vernacular Come after your scapular For lack of a better word Dracula, cause I'm attacking the rapper It's a phrenic nurse I'm a savage, back to put the dagger in the back Of competitors, predator and scavenger I am a carnivore And a baller, you're at the dollar store What the f**k, you got a wallet for? Y'all are poor, I was living in squalor But uh-uh, not no more Now I'm the one they holler for F**ked up like a dinosaur in a china store Bitch, I'm number five What? Minus four Now count it, five, ten Yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty Yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace Yeah, this sh** be funny Earn it just to burn it Swag trippin' from me Yeah, I'm a Killer Yeah, I'm a What? I'm a I'm a Killer Yeah