[Hook (4x): Mibbs]
I roll up in Benz tinted homie
I’m not the killer but killers with me
Came in this b*tch with hundreds on me
Just wanna know who gon’ spend it with me
[Verse 1: Mibbs]
No these fools didn’t come in here smellin’ like a million bucks
No these fools didn’t try to hotbox out a n*gga truck
Pull up to the Jazzfest wearing camouflage like a lieutenant
Renovate a n*gga driveway trunk feeling like it got a nuke in it
Spit the butt-naked truth wit’ it
Met her ass she was too wit’ it
She was f*cking wit’ a lame ass n*gga
He ain’t know what to do wit’ it
Now I gotta let the crew hit it
Tour bus living, no f*cks given
Backwood splittin’, bad b*tch hittin’
Popeyes chicken n*gga
[Hook (2x): Mibbs]
I roll up in Benz tinted homie
I’m not the killer but killers with me
Came in this b*tch with hundreds on me
Just wanna know who gon’ spend it with me
[Verse 2: BeYoung]
Rather be in my b*tch than my hairline
Ain’t nothing get another in my spare time
Either ride hard wit’ us you a spare tire
Got a few go getters on standby
Only few real n*ggas that I stand by
Met a real cool pimpin’ out in Van Nuys
Three piece surf side b*tches with fries
Other n*ggas told you lies I’ma get mine
Ayy, don’t know pro bo sh*t potpourri
Better be in the bag if it’s groceries
She gon’ scrape it off the floor now she on it G
She gon’ talk so much sh*t she gon’ go to sleep
I mean 25 n*ggas through the door with us
25 lighters full of smoke with us
Pickin' up show money [?]
So I’m cold on these hoes I been so committed
[Verse 3: Like]
Gorilla Glue kush, lit the whole bush
Shout to my supplier, now I’m really high
Just caught a Uber and I don’t know why
I live up the street, just whipped up a beat
This sh*t just too easy I kick up the feet
Feel like my money gon' pick up this week
Give me just one bet I'm gon' flip it to three
I know you watching me b*tch I can see
[Hook (4x): Mibbs]
I roll up in Benz tinted homie
I’m not the killer but killers with me
Came in this b*tch with hundreds on me
Just wanna know who gon’ spend it with me