Ching Ching Shaka Shaka Shaka Ha! Nigga Rice! Tell me what makes you so excited nigga I've been out here nigga I've been trying to get this money You know what I mean This fucking day shows niggas ain't paid me yet So I don't know what makes you different nigga I'm trying to cool rice up nigga You better pay up nigga I don't give a fuck nigga When your crisis is just give me my money nigga Or I'll fucking take this pistol and shove it in your mouth Nigga Give me a chance nigga Money makes the world go around you know what I mean Come on nigga You can't shoot me in the ass nigga What the fuck is that all about nigga Come on nigga Shut the fuck up get out of here with that shit You're my money Money back Money back Money back Money back Money back Money back If I show my grandma my bank account Bet this grandma probably catch a heart attack Murder Murder Murder Murder 150 in the body bag Niggas be hating what's up with that Really I'm not really used to that Y'all talking shit on the internet Can pop up in spots where we really at My niggas got guns they got drugs they got money We let it talk when we interact Y'all niggas talk you don't really act Y'all niggas lie to yourselves I'm doing dope nothing else Nigga I'm signing myself Last night had to cut a lot of people off just to get my mind right Still conscious with this shit Gotta paint the bigger picture for the short sight Smoke a hundred blunts for the day Go and levitate until the perp spikes I ain't tripping over what you saying dog I'm just doing me every night Money back Money back Money back Call me back Call me back When you get it When you get it Money back Money back Money back Money back Money back Money back Call me back Call me back When you got it When you got it Money back Money back Most of you niggas can't fuck with my shit Dog I still run with my nigga to sleep Used to talk shit now you writing me checks I buy her drinks and she pays me with sex Don't understand the higher I go the colder it gets Got no regrets I'm chasing money dog I never flex Never relax been in the studio for weeks My mind is a mess my girlfriend pissed off Cause I never call I only text Never catch feelings it fucks up the plans Hundred hundred hundred bands They make her dance niggas pay me in advance Y'all niggas not in my class She buy the ticket for her and all of her friends I like a bitch independent If you owe me money nigga I want it Fuck up your jaw then I fuck up the budget Not used to money I get it I blow it I spend it on mama she love it I spend it on bitches they rub it My niggas they love it when we spend for nothing This shit is lovely 1053 dawg I swear you gon' find me Money bag Money bag Call me back Call me back When you get it When you get it My money bag Money bag Money bag Money bag When you got When you got My money bag My money bag My money bag Money bag My nigga Tariq Wassup nigga Yo yo yo yo These niggas ain't ready bro I thought I told you nigga I told you Nigga Some fucking promoter tryin to fuckin rip me off Nigga tryin to get Tryin to get Bryce X to reject it To perform for free Give me that shit nigga I'm finna do I'm finna call my nigga Equinox We gon' rush up in that nigga crib Take his loot, tryin to fuck a nigga over Yo yo yo yo but hold up Watch your back dog, you know we still gotta drop these heat Yo Equinox still gotta drop these heat You know we don't drop T-Means only I know nigga We safe out there That's right