Last six thousand in a brown paper bag Dollar just dropped this shit off Say the baby's a good day in the trap Come on Fly high, that's no lie Yeah baby girl you know that we ballin' Gotta get that money and you know ain't no stallin' I'm in the trap, I'm a rich alpha hollow I'ma get that money, yeah whatever you call it And I got a shooter if they poppin' You don't need the money, know them niggas feelin' cocky I'm a big dawg so you know I'm extra cocky Too much money on me baby, know my pockets sloppy I don't listen, don't stop, sayin' who the fuck gon' stop me You know how we rock, you know how we rockin' Paradise East, got that bitch poppin' 4L Gang, the only gang that don't end You know that's my dawg, that's my dawg, that's my twin Tired for the smoke, pull up, nigga I'm hoppin' in Same shit been goin' on ever since we was kids Shit so wild, silent, hope my niggas don't forget Ever since I got that money, nigga changed on me Got my sign on me, I'm out here feelin' lonely These niggas my homies, why they hatin' on me Damn man, I see it on him, he didn't really want me To have it on me, keep it on me, stay on me I can stuff some niggas, not lonely Money, they my friend All I need is Benjamin when it come at the end Same nigga, I grew up with Manny, niggas switched on me Damn, I thought we gon' be rich together, you my homie Manny niggas fold up under pressure, they ain't homies Niggas ditched on me, I know they switched on me God, they hit the switch on that shit, homie Hit it like a ballerina when the stick hit, homie Real shit, homie, you're not my homie Better keep it on you when I see you, homie I cannot believe what they think of me This shit sound crazy what they say about me This shit ain't safe for these niggas to live You know you switch two sides, know you got to die I wanna see your mama cry, but I lie Know I let them bullets spray fly Blowin' up your block, turnin' life off with you now My new year revolution, make sure that you niggas die Let that money fly, fallin' out the sky Bullets rainin' on your block for a whole hour Take like some old fool, yeah, this shit sour I say you not my flower, no crown, not no cow Gon' be dead in a hour, send them threats, know I send them back Shooter comin' for that money, know they got to kill him back Out for that money, he don't want that, but he rub her back So he gotta spend a week to drink, oh, nigga, do it fast Do that fast, do him back Same nigga, I grew up with Lanny, niggas switched on me Damn, I thought we gon' be rich together, you my homie Lanny niggas fold up on the pressure, they ain't homies This nigga ditched on me, I know they switched on me God, they hit the switch on that shit, homie Switch like a ballerina when the stick hit, homie Real shit, homie, you're not my homie Better keep it on you when I see you, homie