Lyric

All my Gs up

Never fall out

Make ‘em dance

Money rains

Count the guap up (Count it)

Sag my pants down (Down)

Fuck a club up

Make a phone call yea

And start the conversation like(Prrr!)

“Where my cash at” (Yessir)

“Where the cash at” Yah

“Where the cash at” ooh

“Where the cash at”

“Where my cash at”

“Where the cash at” (Where is it?)

“Where my cash at” (Yah)

“Where the cash at"

“Where my cash?” I will talk it even I’m fucking bitches

She gon’ suck my dick but I won’t care I care the business (Money)

Smoke a dope sell a dope, I don’t talk with snitches (Rat)

If you fuck with me, won’t leave you with just couple stiches (Prrrr)

Get the tens, get the fifty, get the hunnis (Yah)

行く銀座、三越俺はparty (Yah)

もう興味ないガキが遊んでいる渋谷 (Yah)

Ballin’ everyday the shoes box stacking up

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

Ballin’ every the shoes box stacking up

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

Yea

(Yea)

I’m ballin’ everyday shoe box stacking up

Imma Japanese 

But more like Trapanese (Yessir)

I need some cash on me 

Bitch I never rap for free

寝てる間にもgrowing imma money tree (Growin’)

She a bad bitch she shake that ass for me

Yea

Everyday you know I’m lit (Lit)

Louis, Fendi, Guapi, and some Coco on my fit (Chanel)

Get all the revenue I don’t know how to split (Blah)

If you want sum cash from me you gotta drink my spit (Aye)

I hit the block

Make ‘em bop (Bop))

You know where I’m on

I split the block

Karate chop

We snore it up

I get me guap (Guap)

You know wassup (Wassup)

I burn it up

I turn ‘em up (Yessir)

We fuck it up

We fuck it up

All my Gs up

Never fall out

Make ‘em dance

Money rains

Count the guap up (Count it)

Sag my pants down

Fuck a club up (Fuck it)

Make a phone call yea

And start the conversation like

“Where my cash at”

“Where the cash at”

“Where the cash at”

“Where the cash at”

“Where my cash at”

“Where the cash at” (Where is it?)

“Where my cash at”

“Where the cash at”(Yah)