Yeah, yeeeaaah! We ain't playin' no games, man; we spend money, nigga! Haahahahaa-ahh! Just do what you do best in life. That 2012 shit! (Jahlil Beats... holla at me!) Bank$! Maaan, I'm just fuckin' these hooees - like I'm crushin' these shooows; 100 dollar shoe strings, now I'm bucks for these hooeses! Look in my eyes and see cloouuds; - I'm puffin' them O's, (uhh!) A three-some ain't shit! - I need a couple of those. (uhh!) Mr. Touch-It-When-I-want, POW! Punch her with the rhymes, (rhymes!) Tell ya girl we said: "Whassup? " (whassup?) - We jump her all the time. You got next? I got next aaaf-ter, no need to gas her; She beekin' up cause I'm a rapper, skeet laughter. Catch me laughin' at a bank today, laughin' at a bank tomor' I do these niggas like my son. - Ya should thank my father! (uhh!) I make it rain harder, I was late and her ass still shakin' like I hit it with the teaser! (yeah!) I'm tryna get this money, show me what your mama gave ya! (yeah!) Appetite is animal, so pardon my behavior. (uhh!) I split a crowd of bitches at the Garden, I'm the savior (savior!) Hit after hit. - Knock the heart right outta hater! Spendin' is my hobby. (u-huh!) - I'm ballin', - sorry! (uhh!) Lately I've been havin' dreams of crushin' e'rybody! (uh-huuh!) I'm a see you muthafuckas at the top, (top!) Then come into my mind, see nothin' but the guap! (guap!) They thought this shit was done; but the grind don't stop! (yeah!) I'm runnin' through 'em, one after gun cause I'm hot. (yeah!) I'm a hit ya hun like a drum make it drop (yeah!) Then I'm lookin' for another one to taker her spot. (spot!) - JACKPOT! I'm the rawest in Queens. - It's all for the green! (uh-huh!) The chicks ain't mine! (naaah!) - They all for the team. (yeah!) I told her get in the six, - cause they walkin' to me; I'm 'bout to murk me a bitch. - White chalk on the scene! (yeeaah!) Money can't buy ya style; my style made to be fly (uh-huuuh!) I'm from the front so far. - My glass facin' the sky! She front? She out the same minute! (minute!) - Placin' fives; She ain't dope! - She don't get digites - or reach my supply. I'm in the rocket, chasin' paper. - My ego lead the anker; Ain't no way I'm gon' land this muthafucka unless it's major! Mami do me a lil' favor! - Don't go catchin' feelings; Don't you go complainin' cause I'm not used to hearin'! Uhh! - By 21, I made a million. (million!) Fast drops in my back drop chillin'. (chillin'!) Lettin' niggas see me I don't pass blocks spillin' (uh-uuuuh!) Roll up like a smoker with a bag chopped ceilin'. (ceilin'!) Spendin' is my hobby... sorry! Crushin' e'rybody! Spendin' is my hobby... sorry! Crushin' e'rybody!