Pockets too deep, shawty you gon' have to climb out.
Fresher than the harvest.
And everybody watch your back when you're in the front.
Pump to your chest, I ain't talking CPR.
I pop like lolli's, you drop like eyelids.
The money keep calling, I hear this sh-t dialling, and they say money talks, you can hear my sh-t holler'n.
Make the girls say my name like roll call.
Money spread like germs, get sick n---a.
I don't need the Hot Boyz, I still keep my heat.
Stop playin, I'm fresher than a Degree stick.
If you's a hater. I'm eatin, you's a waiter.
And I'm seeing what you need and I'm thinkin it's me.