[Intro]
(That boy Cassius)

[Chorus: Money Man]
Got the safe at the crib and it's digital
Got the tablet from Sony, no Digital
He stole, so I shot him on principle
I don't fuck with these lame individuals
Half a M on my net worth's a minimum
Got a plug and his ticket phenomenal
Turn my back on my dog, that's impossible
Started small and we made it colossal
Niggas hate on the kid, I'm unbothered
Got the drip, I be fly like a saucer
Got a bitch in L.A. with exotic
Eatin' vegan for lunch with some bosses
All these whips, I got so many options
On a Perc' just to ease the depression
When it come to this drip, I'm the freshest
I'm seal up them bags and compress 'em

[Verse 1: Money Man]
Pull up, my young niggas hop out, they dumping
Burnin' Biscotti, this shit right here scrumptious
Can't stand a bitch who don't follow instructions
Let go the 7.62s, they destructive
I pull up to Saks and I'm burnin' on Wedding Cake
Shop with the Circle 'cause we movin' hella weight
I cannot fall off, I just gotta elevate
Truckload of Cookies, we just hit the state line
All these stones on my neck from a African diamond mine
Weighin' up bags while I'm watching my tablet
I got this shit free compliments of a plastic
Took off the plug 'cause I felt like he taxin'
My out-of-town white boy, he come and buy acid
My bitch out in Cali be lovin' my accent
Drop a song, then walk in and mail off a package
Gotta hide all this odor, we seal it with vacuum
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