[Verse 1]
I got all this money, all this weight
What you tryna flex about?
When you smoke this many backwoods
What could you stress about?
Homie keep on gettin' tight with me
We gon' have to stretch him out
Take ya off your high horse
Off the highway exit route
I need a billion before I die
I ain't gon' take me no less amount
I ain't friendly, I ain't social
If it ain't the money then what we gon' text about?
I'm at peace all the time
I got rich 'cause I was tired of stressin' out
Makin' plays from afar
Pullin' strings like I played my guitar
(Smokin') moonrocks, thought I came down from Mars
No, but I reach for the stars
You reach for anything on me
And they gon' pull up in them ambulance cars
(Lettin' off) buck shots, and we never duck shots
Thought I was sippin' espresso
There's so many mothafuckin' mugshots
[Chorus]
No
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing
Think I'm goin' broke, goin' out sad, I'll do no such thing
Think homie runnin' up on me, he gon' do no such thing
Got a easy way to get rich? I don't need no such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
I got all this money, all this weight
What you tryna flex about?
When you smoke this many backwoods
What could you stress about?
Homie keep on gettin' tight with me
We gon' have to stretch him out
Take ya off your high horse
Off the highway exit route
I need a billion before I die
I ain't gon' take me no less amount
I ain't friendly, I ain't social
If it ain't the money then what we gon' text about?
I'm at peace all the time
I got rich 'cause I was tired of stressin' out
Makin' plays from afar
Pullin' strings like I played my guitar
(Smokin') moonrocks, thought I came down from Mars
No, but I reach for the stars
You reach for anything on me
And they gon' pull up in them ambulance cars
(Lettin' off) buck shots, and we never duck shots
Thought I was sippin' espresso
There's so many mothafuckin' mugshots
[Chorus]
No
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing
Think I'm goin' broke, goin' out sad, I'll do no such thing
Think homie runnin' up on me, he gon' do no such thing
Got a easy way to get rich? I don't need no such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
No such thing too much dough
No such thing too many hoes
No such thing
Okay, no
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