[Intro: Woodboy Gee]
Yeah, Woodboy Gee, man
I'm with my gang, slatt
Yeah, flexin', nigga, yeah
[Chorus: Woodboy Gee]
I made too much money to have a thot bitch (I made too much money)
I made too much money to ride around without my chopstick (Boom)
I made too much money, ain't in no alleyways sellin' rocks, bitch (Ain't in no alley)
I made too much money, ain't talkin' crypto, it's no stocks, bitch (I made too much money)
I made too much money, but I still go half on a block chick (I do that)
I made too much money, she beg and put her on my blocklist (Put her on my)
I made too much money, I can't be lettin' no nigga short me
I made too much money, they know I'm A1, they gon' snort me (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Woodboy Gee]
I made too much money to wear them shoes if they ain't cost me (Uh)
I made too much money to smoke this bubble, but I'm coughin'
I made too much money to go in public with my side-bitch
I made too much money on razor flip-phones in them sidekicks (I made too much money)
I get too much money to hit the club, without a bottle (Cash)
I got so much money, she in my ear, beggin' me to swallow (Bitch)
I made too much money, sometimes, I don't even gotta touch it (I got it)
Showed her so much money, she tried to stop the car and suck it
Gallery flexin', Louis bucket, on the road, but I ain't truckin' (Uh-uh)
She just had a nip slip in her blue dress, called her Lauren London
Nigga, stop tryin' to put the pieces together, yeah, my trap house jumpin' (Uh)
We was cut and searched with razorblades on Halloween like punkers (Hmm)
Hundred ways I'm finna dump it (What?), chopper leave a nigga crumpin' (Frrah)
I'm like Boston and Big Worm, I'm gettin' active 'bout my money
Told that bitch to turn it over, like my omelet kinda sunny
She replied, "Babe, when you bust, make sure you put it on my tummy" (Hmm, yeah, hmm, yeah)
Yeah, Woodboy Gee, man
I'm with my gang, slatt
Yeah, flexin', nigga, yeah
[Chorus: Woodboy Gee]
I made too much money to have a thot bitch (I made too much money)
I made too much money to ride around without my chopstick (Boom)
I made too much money, ain't in no alleyways sellin' rocks, bitch (Ain't in no alley)
I made too much money, ain't talkin' crypto, it's no stocks, bitch (I made too much money)
I made too much money, but I still go half on a block chick (I do that)
I made too much money, she beg and put her on my blocklist (Put her on my)
I made too much money, I can't be lettin' no nigga short me
I made too much money, they know I'm A1, they gon' snort me (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Woodboy Gee]
I made too much money to wear them shoes if they ain't cost me (Uh)
I made too much money to smoke this bubble, but I'm coughin'
I made too much money to go in public with my side-bitch
I made too much money on razor flip-phones in them sidekicks (I made too much money)
I get too much money to hit the club, without a bottle (Cash)
I got so much money, she in my ear, beggin' me to swallow (Bitch)
I made too much money, sometimes, I don't even gotta touch it (I got it)
Showed her so much money, she tried to stop the car and suck it
Gallery flexin', Louis bucket, on the road, but I ain't truckin' (Uh-uh)
She just had a nip slip in her blue dress, called her Lauren London
Nigga, stop tryin' to put the pieces together, yeah, my trap house jumpin' (Uh)
We was cut and searched with razorblades on Halloween like punkers (Hmm)
Hundred ways I'm finna dump it (What?), chopper leave a nigga crumpin' (Frrah)
I'm like Boston and Big Worm, I'm gettin' active 'bout my money
Told that bitch to turn it over, like my omelet kinda sunny
She replied, "Babe, when you bust, make sure you put it on my tummy" (Hmm, yeah, hmm, yeah)
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