text: Peon ass niggas 
  Levis and Adidas ass niggas 
  Hi-Point having ass niggas 
  I got a Glock and it dont jam my blast niggas 
  You a lovey dovey buy a ring nigga 
  Im the type to pass her to the team, nigga
  You went and bought that bitch Céline, nigga? 
  Now she fuckin me, I know you wanna kill her 
  And I sold dope on my 10 toes
  We aint fallin out over freak hoes 
  21 Savage still in savage mode 
  I thought I told you Im a savage on these hoes 
  Maybach with the curtains up 
  Im with Nudy, he gon burn you up 
  Fake gangbangin, nigga turned into a snitch 
  Went against that 21, I left him in a ditch
  Pull up
  We like gas, we like gas, gas, gas 
  Hol up
  We like cash, we like cash, cash, cash 
  Hol up
  Wanna fuck me, Im like yas, yas, yas 
  Hol up
  VVS drippin, dance, dance, dance 
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and Im still humble 
  Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble 
  AK-47s, M16s, they gon sting, bumble 
  Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin meat, gumbo
  Money talk, yeah, nigga, cash talk, yeah, nigga 
  Ridin round with that yappa tryna duck the feds, nigga 
  Oh you drinkin green? Nope, only drink that red, nigga 
  Only fuck the bad hoes, buy my cars with cash, ho
  Niggas know I blast off, pull up with the mask off
  Air it out like aerosol, I robbed Peter and Paul
  Bought a 488, finna act an asshole
  Ive been gettin so much money, they think I sold my damn soul
  You a fake gangsta, you aint ever shot nobody
  I dont wanna hear them stories bout them fake bodies 
  Young Savage send a hit like John Gotti 
  Nigga get whacked, thinkin they hard cause they on molly 
  Im the Saint Laurent Don, love to cash out 
  You a dick jumpin faggot, you a mascot 
  You beat your bitch cause she walk round with her ass out 
  They wanna rob me cause I walk round with that bag out 
  Drinkin syrup, lil bitch, Im finna pass out
  Never slippin, Glock 40 with a red dot 
  Seven figure nigga, money all I talk about 
  You aint talkin bout no money, what ya talkin bout?
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
  Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and Im still humble
  Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
  AK-47s, M16s, they gon sting, bumble
  Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin meat, gumbo
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga