[Chorus: Stuey Rock & Young Scooter]
Dirty money, keep that shit in rubber bands (Yeah)
Foreign whips, it cost me 'bout a couple grand (All foreign)
Foreign bitches, only tell 'em bring a friend (Let's go)
Hundred deep, FBG fucking Taliban (Yeah)
Love getting this money (Freebandz)
Bad bitches up on me (Yeah)
Know a nigga be stuntin' (Stuntin')
Money keep on coming (Count up)

[Verse 1: Future]
That dirty money like diddy
My bad bitches, they pretty
My chains will leave you dizzy
I'm staying up on my grizzy
I'm stacking money like 50
I'm more Versace than Biggie
I'm poppin' bands like Diggy
My name could be Future Simmons
I'm most requested in clubs
I'm making girls fall in love
I'm poppin' bottles of bub
If I make it rain it's gon' flood
If I make it rain it's gon' thunder
I'm balling like Oklahoma
I'm chasing after them commas
You got Benjamins, then I want 'em
You got Franklins, then I need 'em
That [?] girl is a diva
I might just have to freeze her
She gon' pledge her allegiance
To Freeband Gang she believe in
Making movies like Steven
A foreign bitch from New Zealand
Her friend don’t even speak English!
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