[Hook: Thugga Massina]
We gon’ get money forever, b*tch we stunting forever
Counting hundreds forever, we gon’ run sh*t forever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever
Forever, and ever, and ever, and ever
We popping bottles forever, f*cking models forever
Rocking Pradas forever, Murcielagos forever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever
Forever, and ever, and ever, and ever
[Verse 1: V Lodge]
n*gga hold up, let me smoke one
I drink my sh*t straight out the bottle ‘cause pour one is for the broke ones
And I don’t hang around no broke n*ggas
You hang out with them coke users, I hang with them coke dealers
Shawty say she from Pittsburgh so goddamn I had to steal her
Took the b*tch to the Marriott and laid her down and I had to kill her
She said her pus*y feel paralyzed, I said baby you ain’t the first victim
And damn sure won’t be the last, I suck the clit and I lick the ass
Every night I’m going in n*gga same mo’ with a different ho
Moet get her more wetter, the more bricks, the more cheddar
The more cheddar, the more Cheetos, more Gucci, more Prada
n*gga claim he want a war but that boy there don’t want no problems
n*gga I’m gon’ be rich forever and you’ll be a lil’ b*tch forever
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Drew Delton]
It’s me b*tch, that n*gga Swat with some new plans
I got to get these f*cking grands, gon’ be Troubleman with these rubber bands
I’m getting it in, n*gga I got that grand hustle
Got the bricks inside the duffel, what can I say? I’m a bread cuffer
Pockets so sloppy – double stuffing
A dollar to your main b*tch, might f*ck her
It ain’t nothing, pimping n*gga
I tell her where to go, she go get it n*gga
Counting up all my 50s n*gga, yeah that’s how that stroll go
Your b*tch, she bring me bread from hopping on that Pogo stick
I’m on my logo sh*t, Money Makaz be the clique
And I’ma ride for my squad, n*gga and that’s the f*cking sh*t
While you n*ggas hating, we gon’ be rich forever
And you a bummy n*gga, you gon’ stay b*tch forever
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Thugga Massina]
Life is like a perm, feel like all these b*tches just for me
I don’t run trains ‘cause can’t nobody f*ck with me
What you get is what you see, see me out in front the club
Skinny n*gga in a big body like Buddy Love
Looking like the f*cking plug, smashing all these top models
Chopper got a red dot just like the Cîroc bottle
Top shotta, boss sh*t, I don’t even talk sh*t
Make your girl throw it back like she caught a small fish
Our clique popular, ain’t no f*cking stopping us
We underdogs, that’s why b*tches on top of us
In God We Trust, b*tch we getting it forever
We having a ball and you b*tches is Cinderella
[Hook]