作词 : Daniel Forrest/Dwayne Carter/Olubowale Akintimehin

作曲 : Daniel Forrest/Dwayne Carter/Olubowale Akintimehin

******* want money stacks, I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back

You ****** be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again

These ******* be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

See you ****** just run your mouth, yeah

My ******, we run this ****

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

Look, my ***** is on Tumblr, your ***** need a tummy tuck

Since Jesus and Nazareth, the realest you've come across

I be with killers just coming home

They only hope is me and the Quran

They only wish is for a new chain

But they stuck up in the ankle bracelet

I get the money stacked, see the moon's where it's sunny at

And I move where the realest be

And the quickest, see baby, you gettin' lapped

Yeah, the DMV on the map

That's a city, two states if you can count

I'm as real as I say, I never lie

So whenever I go, know I'm runnin' back

******* want money stacks, I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back

You ****** be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again

These ******* be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

See you ****** just run your mouth, yeah

My ******, we run this ****

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

These ******* want money stacks

Me? I want a hundred stacks

These ******* selling their soul

Well, I want my money back

She bounce it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass

Look what them booty shots done to that

That ***** need her money back, Lord

She like the finer things, she said I sent her a diamond ring

She say I buy her all kinds of things

She lie about everything

I put her on time out and everything

I cut the ***** off like a thread of string

These hoes'll say about anything

'Cause they know that y'all believe everything

That's why I get high about everything

All of this fog like the weather change

Turn the strip club to a hurricane

We got that *******, snow flurry gang

And we do not play games 'bout money, mane

She do something strange for money, mane

Yeah, I used to play running back

I turned that football to a money bag, I'm gone

******* want money stacks, I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back

You ****** be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again

These ******* be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

See you ****** just run your mouth, yeah

My ******, we run this ****

The money be coming in, the money be coming in

We balling, we balling

Balling (balling), hey darling (hey darling)

Sweet darling (hey darling), you know we ballin'

We balling, Wale, **** with me

Mula baby!

Yeah, Blue Moon, yeah

We gon' ball all season, whole season and post-season

For no reason, **** with