Intro Key Glock

[Intro]
Sosa 808 made it
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, okay, okay

[Verse 1]
It ain't 'bout money, it ain't no discussion
Got the pocket rocket, no time for tussling
All this money got these bitches in love with me
Wanna fuck me, baby, but ain't no cuddling
Pillow talking choppa chop ya' like bucket shit
Let it burn, let it burn, yeah, that Usher shit
Ballin' hard, nigga ,it ain't no sucker shit
Money talk, your's funny, Chris Tucker shit
Niggas hate me, but these bitches be loving it
Talking 'bout you ballin', boy, you be fumbling
Pull up thirty deep, yeah, royal rumbling
Sexy tag on the back, had to nut on it
Lumberjack from the back when I'm cuttin' it
Got these big ass choppas we like some Russians
Cookie Backwood, I'm pouring up 'Tussin
Got my MC Hammer, you can not touch me (Uh, uh)

[Interlude 1]
Huh, you cannot touch me
Ain't no talking, ain't no discussion
Brrt, bap, bap