I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me My fingers hurting from Counting all these stacks, homie I'm really getting paid That's a fact, homie I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me I feel like the football Field has bands on me I feel like the ceiling, all these fans on me I just need a dancer To come dance on me I need at least 200 On the dash for me Pull out the wep like 50 Shades, I'm getting paid These booty's sweet like Minute Maid What you made this Week I spent today If it's what I said It's what I meant to say I can see y'all haters Y'all ain't in the way Shout out to A1 too Shout out to my crew I just met some girls I think they coming through I just did a show got love From all my fans and At the same show I made Like twenty bands I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me My fingers hurting from Counting all these stacks, homie I'm really getting paid That's a fact, homie I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me Yo girl checking me out I got this Cash on me When I throw it up She throw it back on me I don't really want it Don't be mad homie I'm too busy spazzing On this track homie Paper always stacking And I ain't even trapping Floating in that foreign through The city like Aladdin Woke up with a rack and I don't even know what happened Rapping like a dragon Yeah you know we bout That action, Shout it And I spit it Outfit in this 50 Foreign car in the city We don't know what kind'll Fit it, Shout out man Taylor, got everything Taylor Wrists like a glacier and We be counting paper I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me My fingers hurting from Counting all these stacks, homie I'm really getting paid That's a fact, homie I think she want me Cause I got all this Cash on me