(Verse)
I keep a bad bitch in my Chevy
She bad as it looks and she ready
I pull a bad broad and eat er like spaghetti
My money long, I make it rain like confetti
I’m known for diamond dimes to stand on my grind
Got some partners locked down, doing fed time
Getting bread we know we doin fair crimes
Crabs in the bucket, tryna take a G down
Homey still stand tall, nigga watch us ball
It’s thug boss bitch and Paul Wall
Got the Ferrari got parked front door at the mall
I’m a friend of Louie store, yea I want it all
When they see that new choppa they gon call him Laws
This chrome than a bitch, I got style
Late nights up in dreams, it’s a daily thing
Keep the best bitches and they treat me like a king
Know what I mean?
(Hook)
I’m always talkin money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch, money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch, money bitch
(Verse)
I hit the gas when I hit the gas
You know where I’m goin, straight to the cash
With that kush is where you find me
I ain’t left the house without my gun, system aimless
I walk up in the Gucci sto’, smellin like some dro’
Chick from Argentina at the front door, say hello
I be stackin up my dough on the low, you don’t know
And I’m zonin on the presidential school, movin slow
I’m blockin haters like I’m Dwayne Brown
My trunk dance like James Brown
In the parkin lot they tell me I still hold a crown
If you ain’t ridin on elbows then move around
They watchin, I know them haters watchin
But worryin about what other people thinkin is exhaustin
Gold on my neck, no costume
I custom with the boss man
I’m hustling getting paper, we accustomed how you haters fussin
(Hook x2)
I’m always talkin money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch, money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch
I’m always talkin money bitch, money bitch
(Outro)
All money nigga
Layin in the commerce
H Town, Texas
I’m triple D raise, H Town favorite
No matter what, I’m representing this long star state
Mr. Rogers, Slim Thugger
Paul Wall, welcome to Tex nigga