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[Intro: Young Thug]

Metro Boomin' wants some more nigga


[Hook: Kid Ink & Young Thug]

I just pull up to the spot boy

Like I'm fresh up off the lot boy

Niggas say I do a lot boy

Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy

Stop thinking you the man, cause you not boy

You be looking like them cops boy

See you bitch and I bet she getting copped boy

Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy


[Verse 1: Kid Ink]

Big time, big time, I'm feeling fresh as Mannie

Ever since I told them bitches put aside your panties

Show me somethin', it' ain't nothin' but a couple grams

Sippin' on this champagne, smack her with my other hand boy

I just pull up on the scene and never seen shit

But I still feel like a bum

Cause ain't no place and ain't no ceiling in here

Side niggas hating bitches blocking like Kareem and him

Rolling with this nigga here, everything you dream is real

Please believe me we do this shit for no reason

Baby welcome to the fast life, switch gears now I'm spinnin'

In my lane, Ruff Rydin' like the LOX boy

Stop drop, shut 'em down, open up shop boy


[Hook]


[Verse 2: Kid Ink]

Hunnids, fifties, I just flip 'em every mornin'

Like they pancakes in the kitchen

See me dripping, see me pourin'

Cut the gas then I floor it, pull up to the spot

They aiming for the target, I'm Kennedy in the drop


[Verse 3: Bricc Baby Shitro]

Everybody get your roll on, smash smash nigga

Cash money, cash money, talkin' fast fast bitch

Guerilla warfare but Juveniles gon' smash nigga

Pull up to the spot with 200 on the dash, damn

The AP done nearly broke my wrist

I whip it fast, whip it fast, I gave my wrist a ticket

When you hear that "brrr brrr", know I got no chickens

I took some bands on your head and then you leave my hood


[Hook]


[Verse 4: Young Thug]

Cash money, Young gettin' that cash money

Supercharger on the 'Vette now I look like a crash dummy

$50,000 on a Porsche, she ain't said nothin'

Hey, yeah nigga I became a breadwinner

I've never said nothing for the fetty, can I rub ya?

Foreign shoes they give me bunions

I blowin' O's like a Funyun

ABC, all about cummin'

Nigga cannot act tough, know he not boy

You my target, with a dot on your eye boy

I'ma buy, I'm not leasing it

I though my dick gon' feature it

I'm in Memphis, no Bleek, lil bitch

Hammer, I don't want keep the bitch

I'm screaming the tech game

And I got birds you know the rest man, rap game


[Hook]