feat Young Thug

We got landing on a train!


[Young Thug:]
Bustin' out the bando

A ^!$$% jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a (*##$ with some smart lips

And the F&M at my hip lip
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty strip dips
And my bank roll got a big dip

She gon' bring it on a big ship, oh!
Quite trill, no Quik Trip
I got drugs in the alley, no tip there

She just wanna have a GOOD DAY
Smoke more weed on way than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til next May

Never let ââ?¬Ë?em fly away
What!? I heard A
Listen what my ^!$$% Tip say


[T.I.]
If it ain't about the money

Don't be blowin' me up, ^!$$% I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time

If it ain't about the money
Nah, I can't even hear what you say, I ain't feel do %#@!
If it ain't about the money

(*##$, you can miss me with it, (*##$ ^!$$% miss me with it

[Young Thug:]

I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend

Pants out the Gucci store, they stuck with lettuce (God Damn!)

We got landing on a train!

Bustin' out the bando
A ^!$$% jewelry real metal like a can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip

I went from Smart Car to a (*##$ with some smart lips
And the F&M at my hip lip
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty strip dips

And my bank roll got a big dip, uh
She gon' bring it on a big ship, oh!
Quite trill, no Quik Trip

I got drugs in the alley, no tip there
She just wanna have a GOOD DAY
Smoke more weed on way than a guy in L.A

I want them birds 'til next May
Never let ââ?¬Ë?em fly away
What!? I heard A

Listen what my ^!$$% Tip say
[Young Thug:]
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11

I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the Gucci store, they stuck with lettuce

She try made up on these (*##$es
When it's my time to pay I'mma bail on these (*##$es


[T.I.]
Ay what's that we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store with a pocket full of dough

I'd be damned if a ^!$$% wipe a hood out
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money down like a book of Hard O

You playin' with it, I'ma send 'em through your car door
But while ? on your seat, got 50
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free hut out

The head honcho, ^!$$% no Tonto, ^!$$%
I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, ^!$$%
^!$$%s talk %#@!, well I don't respond to no ^!$$%

No murder, no dough, no convo

If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, ^!$$% I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money

Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah, I can't even hear what you say, I ain't feel do %#@!
If it ain't about the money
(*##$, you can miss me with it, (*##$ ^!$$% miss me with it


[Young Thug:]
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend

Pants out the Gucci store, they stuck with lettuce
A!