[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Blue money, I got new hundreds, I been counting since Monday
Red bottoms like the runway
Paper tag, brand new jag
I got cash
Haters mad
Took your bitch, [?] she bad
Blue money, blue money
Blue money, blue money
Young nigga got a pocket full of blue money
Young nigga get a whole lotta blue money
Blue money, blue money
Blue money, blue money
Young nigga got a pocket full of blue money
Young nigga get a whole lotta blue money

[Verse 1: Show Banga]
Come through like a lotta blue money
Gotta get to the new money
New 20's, new 50's, new hundreds
Roll up that kush and get blunted
Trap on these beats and get bunkin
[?] like I'm from Comptin
Stay on my grizzy, no stoppin
[?] on your bitch, and you blockin
West Coast nigga, I'm Pacing
I'm from the Bay where they mobbin
Young niggas take off your top
No talkin, just get it poppin
I don't chase no trick
Just replace that ho
You niggas ain't real
[?]
I shine [?]
Bitches hear me [?]
It's mo [?]
Oh you ain't even know
And I been that nigga
Oh you ain't even know
I been hit that
Oh that's your ho
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