[Hook]
I ain't worried bout no hoe n*gga, I'm focused on my dough
I ain't worried bout no hoe n*gga, I'm focused on my dough
Riding through the street, f*ck a pretty b*tch, I'm getting rich
Riding through the street, f*ck a pretty b*tch, I'm getting rich
[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's game time, watch me throw up the powder just like LeBron
Goosie baby, f*ck n*ggas know I'm a don
They can't touch my swag, spectacular, vernacular
Out this world, I ain't from the Earth
n*gga been reppin' ?
My mama say I'm crazy cause I'm only bout my money
And my daddy say I'm lazy cause I never got no money
But these b*tches wanna be me cause they know I'm bout my fun, yeah
Getting to the money, yeah, n*ggas gotta run
I'm paper chasin', paper chasin', and you n*ggas steady hatin'
But I'm waiting, being patient, I am sicker than the patients
Uh, I need a doctor, you better hide bruh'
[Hook]
I ain't worried bout no hoe n*gga, I'm focused on my dough
I ain't worried bout no hoe n*gga, I'm focused on my dough
Riding through the street, f*ck a pretty b*tch, I'm getting rich
Riding through the street, f*ck a pretty b*tch, I'm getting rich
Why them boys talking sh*t like a b*tch
I don't know, maybe cause them little boys ain't getting to the dough
Why these n*ggas talking sh*t like a b*tch
I don't know, maybe cause them little boys ain't getting to the dough
[Verse 2]
Gotta get to it, b*tch get wet like fluid
Calling me Goosie, yeah I do it
Yeah I do it, f*ck your boys
pus*y n*ggas playng with your ass like toys
See nobody f*ck with the squad
Pulled a '81 box Chevy straight out the garage
n*ggas know that I go hard
Hit a b*tch n*gga up straight like I'm Barack
I ain't never hit the b*tch raw
Hot b*tch, smoking on Cheech and Chong
Yeah, hit just like a bong
Yeah, hit the pus*y like a bong
Yeah, I'm flexing, to the maximum
Last year n*gga didn't have a Maxima
This year I'm plotting on a f*cking Phantom truck
Now that's what's up