[Hook: Lil Bibby]
Pulled up, parking lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain’t worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting money
Pulled up, parking lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain’t worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting money

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
I’m a boss stacking all this money
My safe stay full of new hundreds
My trap house still doing numbers
Show you how to turn nothing into something
I pull up to the scene, they like "Bibby what you on?"
Got the chrome, one up in the dome, play I’ll get you gone
Money on my phone, so I told that bitch hold on
Put the business first, then see what the hoes on
Young nigga stunting, walking round with this gold on
I would flood the block but I ain't tryna get told on
Niggas dissing, acting like some women
Hey but we ain't really tripping cause we got some pots to piss in

[Hook: Lil Bibby]
Pulled up, parking lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain’t worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting money
Pulled up, parking lot stunt, boy
Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy
Nigga we ain’t worried bout nothing, boy
Everybody with me getting money
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