Somebody said you got a new friend
Does she love you better than I can
There's a big black sky over my town
I know where you're at I bet she's around
hese girls just want money stacks
I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole
I used to play running back
These niggas be fumbling
Don't you give 'em no gun again
This money be flying out here
'Cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
Say you niggas just run your mouth
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
My chick is on Tumblr
Bitch, y'all need a tummy suck
Since Jesus and Nazareth
The realest you've come across
I be with killers just coming home
They only hope is me and the Quran
They only wish is for that new chain
But they stuck up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked
To the moon where it's sunny at
And I move where the realest be
And the quickest, see, baby, you gettin' lapped
Look, the DMV on the map
That's a city, two states if you can count
I'm as real as I say, I never lie
So whenever I go, know I'm runnin' back
These girls just want money stacks
I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole
I used to play running back
These niggas be fumbling
Don't you give 'em no gun again
This money be flying out here
'Cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
Say you niggas just run your mouth
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
These girls want money stacks
I want a hundred stacks
These girls selling their soul
I want my money back
She bouncing like jumping jacks
But she got a funny back
Look what the booty shots under that
That girl need her money back
I like the finer things
She said I sent her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all kinds of things
She lie about everything
I put her on time out and everything
I cut the girl off like a dirty string
These girls'll say about anything
'Cause they know that y'all believe everything
That's why I get high about everything
All of this [?] like the weather strange
Turn the strip club to a hurricane
You know that we the snow flurry gang
And we do not play games with money, mane
She do something strange for money, mane
I used to play running back
I turn that football to a money bag
These girls just want money stacks
I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole
I used to play running back
These niggas be fumbling
Don't you give 'em no gun again
This money be flying out here
'Cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
Say you niggas just run your mouth
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in
The money be coming in
We balling, we balling
We balling, we balling
Hey darling, hey darling
Balling, balling, balling
