[Intro tak]

Yeah, it's dc, nigga

You see what we doin in these fuckin streets

Pushin the flyest whips, fuckin the baddest chicks

Big guns with .30 shot clips; motherfuckers can't see us

All gold ap's, these niggas wearin g shocks

We send them g4 'palas to the wingstop

Goin' where they said we wouldn't and doin' what they said we couldn't

We come from nothin nigga, let's get this fuckin money!

[Dj drama]

I got my money right! call me rich homie dram'

("gangsta, grizzles!!") hahahah... whattup tak?

[Meek mill]

I'm sippin' on patron nigga, my bitch bad to the bone nigga

She fucked up, I'm fucked up, she like "how we gon' get home, nigga?"

I can't smoke that strong nigga, swear that's word to my po

That lil chick too expensive for you, I'll take her back like repo

Say shorty want a pair of red bottoms (bottoms) fucked me good then I went and got 'em (got 'em)

Percs got me fuckin' for a hour (hour); got a boyfriend? forget about him

I got young niggas that will get it poppin (yeah) and all my niggas get a dollar (yeah)

Started of with an impala (skrrt!) now all my whips a hunnid thousand

Hold up - now throw your rollies up in the air and wave that shit to the side nigga

Bad bitches just pop pussy, you dead broke just die nigga

On private jets we fly nigga, sippin' lean we high nigga

Stand tall feet five nigga, they ridin' for you they die with ya

Foreign whips my fuckin' problem, got a couple, don't fuckin' drive them

My homies whip them, like fuckin' molly; mo' money, mo' fuckin' problems!

Yo' wrist cunnin' I take that (take that) I'm everywhere that cake at (cake at)

Them hoes stunted, this the payback (payback); I'm in a rolls-royce screaming out maybach - hold up!

[Chorus future]

Money ain't no issue, I'm on them mollies and prescription

Lean inside my cup, beat that pussy 'til she miss me (turn up!)

Fuck nigga die slow, I don't give a fuck if ya come up missin' (woo!)

Any nigga gettin' money - I salute ya, I salute ya (woo! woo woo woo!)

[Future]

Young nigga in a beamer coupé with a lot of money and a lot of booze (skrrt!)

Young nigga gettin' plenty money, I'm turnt up with my entire crew (turn up!)

Mollies all in my cup nigga, gettin' screwed up I ain't slowin' down (turn up!)

Ap got 'em trigger happy nigga (skrrt!) young niggas out atlanta zoo (whoa!)

Shootin the a up out the chamber, full of team niggas from north philly too (ohh)

Bad bitch from beverly hills, I'mma fuck her good on tmz

Quarter mill for the ap (switch) quarter mill for lambo (switch)

Quarter mill for a new truck (woo!) quarter mil' that's on the counter (skrrt!)

Freebandz I'm eatin' now (yeah) rock and roll, no guitar (yeah)

A lotta drugs and a lotta bitches (whoa!) I'mma fuck the bitch like a porn star.

[Chorus]

Money ain't no issue, I'm on them mollies and prescription

Lean inside my cup, beat that pussy 'til she miss me (turn up!)

Fuck nigga die slow, I don't give a fuck if ya come up missin' (woo!)

Any nigga gettin' money - I salute ya, I salute ya (woo! woo woo woo!)

[Fabolous (tak)]

(D.c., the family.. loso, let's get it)

I'm tryna chill but niggas really really want to make me talk reckless (niggas don't want that)

Heard these niggas hatin' that you don't really really want to talk necklace (niggas don't want that)

Heard you got l's in the hood you don't really really want to talk lexus (man these niggas don't want that)

We got it right now man we killin niggas really want to talk nexus

Ay, fuck the nigga like his bitch say (word) if she with me in a 6 trey (word)

She ride the stick every which way while shit play from the mixtape (feel me?)

She say shit go hard (go hard) she say shit go hard (go hard)

Shorty sound like big sean (swerve) bitch keep sayin' "oh god!" (oh god!)

I done fucked around and got used to money, fuck game I just use the money (uh-huh)

All the suckers get is middle fingers (yeah) and bum bitches get deuces from me (yeah)

So if you getting money I salute you I'm salutin'

And if you getting mad I rebuke ya, find a solution

Niggas like y'all find excuses, niggas like us rock exclusives

I come through, beat them streets up cause my whip game so abusive nigga

It's that gettin' money music nigga

When they play it all the winners gon' lose it nigga.

[Chorus]

Money ain't no issue, I'm on them mollies and prescription

Lean inside my cup, beat that pussy 'til she miss me (turn up!)

Fuck nigga die slow, I don't give a fuck if ya come up missin' (woo!)

Any nigga gettin' money - I salute ya, I salute ya (woo! woo woo woo!)