What's happening?
Ooh, the young boy, he back again
When it come to money I'm stacking it
Shotgun Willy, so passionate
'Bout being this pretty, this fabulous, ay
You bitches is average, ay
I'm sitting here racking it up
I think I ain't bragging enough
I hit 'em with a stone cold stunner, real big numbers
Got more ice than a ice road trucker, no way
Oh bummer, ass like a plumber
Don't wanna fuck, I'ma block that number, okay
Oh no, I'm gonna cry 'cause you're broke
Think you might get some dough, keep your eyes on the road
Through the highs and the low, I'ma slide with the pole
I'ma lie to the hoes 'cause you already know
What's happening?
Ooh, the young boy, he back again
When it come to money I'm stacking it
Shotgun Willy, so passionate
'Bout being this pretty, this fabulous, ay
You bitches is average, ay
I'm sitting here racking it up
I think I ain't bragging enough
Yeah, I made a couple bucks off just fucking around
And then shorty got a butt, throw it up, throw it down
When I walk into the club with my hand on my nuts
And a drink in my cup, I'm the talk of the town, I been telling 'em that
I'm popping bottles, I'm piping models
I'm Danny Phantom, you Johnny Bravo
I hit the lotto, I'm winning
Popeye how I'm getting green, no spinach
I can't stop winning, I can't stop
She can't stop taking her pants off
I block that thinking I'm Gandalf
Just touched down, baby, no hand-off
Straight stacking the bread up, it's like a Lego
Told that bitch the second I'll wake up make me an eggo, yeah
Now that's breakfast in heaven
Ran into Traq at a 7/11, and I said
What's happening?
Ooh, the young boy, he back again
When it come to money I'm stacking it
Shotgun Willy, so passionate
'Bout being this pretty, this fabulous, ay
You bitches is average, ay
I'm sitting here racking it up
I think I ain't bragging enough
