Whole Lotta Money (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
Whole lotta n*ggas with Glocks and pistols (Ryzy.A on the beat)
Whole lotta hunnids in knots, they Crip blue
n*ggas think I'm somewhere cryin' with tissues
Certified, internet or not, I'll get with you
Bulletproof on the Suburban, I'm havin' guns with switches, tons of b*tches
Really can afford to quit doin' this sh*t right now
When I'm done havin' fun, I'm chillin'
2019, I went bought a nine-acre estate
2020, made twenty-two million
n*ggas gotta be kiddin' (What you do?)
I ran laps around all of these n*ggas, just like Sha'Carri Richardson
The whole world watchin', they wanna see how he gon' figure it (Let's go)
The Maybach chocolate, cinnamon
I'm in this b*tch right now like Yosemite
These n*ggas must've forgot what they were dealin' with
One of y'all could die right now, n*gga, literally (Do)
Whole lotta money in this motherf*cker, shoutout to BIA, I'm back on my be on my business (Business)
I used sneak in the club with a lil' .22, I got in with the strap in my tennis
Eighty percent of these rap n*ggas b*tches, so f*ck what you think 'bout what happened, I did it
Gon' have to compare me to one of them n*ggas who ain't never care 'bout none of these n*ggas (Yeah, yeah)
I know b*tches with more nuts, Sandy
These n*ggas sweet as a b*tch, no candy
Set this b*tch off if you f*ck with my family
Double-dare one of you n*ggas to touch me
Still ain't bumped into you n*ggas, you're lucky (Nah, keep goin', n*gga)
b*tch, I'm a big dog and you lil' n*ggas puppies (Keep goin', n*gga)
They think I'ma fold for that motherf*ckin' money
b*tch, I'm in control of me, these n*ggas puppets (Oh yeah)
Broke ass n*gga, too bad I'm already havin' (Yeah)
Too bad I own all my cars and my mansions (Yeah, yeah)
Too bad I already made my investments
Cry me a river, I'm over here laughin' (Go)
b*tch, you never met a stand up n*gga?
Don't understand me, n*gga, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
Ridin' with the top down, chillin'
ARP ridin' shotgun with me
Y'all out here ridin' to them cap ass n*ggas
Y'all rappin' 'bout sh*t, y'all not gon' live it (Try me)
'Bout time I catch another body
f*ck around with me, know shots come with it (Shh)
They might just hit me with the R.I.C.O
All of my friends keep it real, it's the G-code
f*ck with the cars, make it spin until he gone
I'm in the building, some 'Gram sh*t with a freak ho
Can't kick this sh*t the way that I kick it
Take big nuts to do this sh*t the way I did it (Okay)
Might as well start savin' y'all money
Y'all hatin' ass n*ggas gon' pay for this pimpin'
Pay that, until y'all do that, I lay back
I ain't even trippin', I'm straight, man
n*gga, you could die from the sh*t that you talkin' 'bout
You gotta be careful, boy, why would you say that?
Why would you risk it? Tough ass n*ggas always ready to die 'bout that pride and these b*tches
Like I won't pull up with a vest, a durag, and a hat, about firin' on n*ggas like 50, n*gga
[Outro]
I'm talkin' 'bout 2003, 2004 50, n*gga (Uh-huh, haha)
(It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker)
That my motherf*ckin' n*gga too, man, shoutout for being a real n*gga (Yeah, believe that)
Don't you ever f*ckin' forget that, n*gga (Huh?)
There's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker, n*gga (Don't play with me)
Oh, you scared now?
b*tch