[Intro]
Aright now f*ck a mixtape
Correction, f*ck you and the mixtape
Ain't walking out the house if I ain't get paid
Like that ain't how it work, hell no way
n*gga gone try to get over on me and succeed
That'll get your sh*t blown back
n*ggas better get a head start like track
Cause when I pass you, you ain't coming back n*gga
[Verse 1]
f*ck a mixtape, I just wanna bunch a fat stacks
Lotta money, gotta put gas in Maybach
Me and yo girl go way back
We old school, just like nick-knack, patty wack
Diss me on the track, get slapped in your face
Gotta big pack, 'bouta pull up to ya place
Big di*ks on the Glock put em in your face
Money sack just in case we catch another case
Excuse me, no n*gga excuse you
Caught a cold from these diamonds like achoo
I can see it right now all the fake turn real
Real ice, I'm rich, bet you really really p*ssed
Kiss my whole ass for one time
That you ever thought I gave a f*ck
Cause naw, I really didn't
n*gga you trippin, you girl really buggin'
Better watch her, bet she out there f*ckin'
[Verse 2]
You n*gga, (no not you I mean the other n*gga)
Mood right now is f*ck a n*gga
She mad at me snatchies, and I took her n*gga
And her wig off just like a mask
Everything fake except for her ass
Both of yall slow, ya shoulda went to class
Gotta run to the money real real fast
f*ck you, a mixtape, and a damn hallpass
Hold up I'm almost done
MAM never gonna go out like iWon
Alive after death like MJ
Hold up let me spit some game like
Aye bae bae, b*tch, you cra, cra
Right now the mood is f*ck a mix
f*ck a mix, I'm tryna get rich
Make hits, stack the money at
MoneyatMidnight b*tch