Lyrics
Biggs Money：
Woah, woah
Uh, uh, let's go
Yeah, woah
Play with this ****, you get hogtied
Play with this ****, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
I got Bentley on the truck, I wanna chop the head
Give a **** about them niggas, I want them all dead
And then I seen the ho text, I left her on read
Question me 'bout this ho and I play sped
I put nut on this bitch, put her straight to bed
Ain't no thing about what I said, you heard what I said
Even havin' strikers
I be blazin', I don't need no lighter (I don't)
He on life support, that boy a fighter
Bro in competiton he'll keep it higher
I don't lie to no bitch, I'm no liar
I can't sanction no bitch, I ain't no choir
I can pay for that ****, I'm a buyer
I'm at peak right now, I want higher
You got fire? I ain't pushin' and shovin'
When I'm done, I give her to buddy
And your bitch give a damn that I'm chubby
Bitch forgot that I'm fat, damn she love me
Kindergarten, man, my ho, she with the cubbies
So much, she callin' me hubby
Quavo：
Took a G6, now she a eater, I put fine **** in a two‑seater
Drippin' water, they better call FEMA, I just ****ed on this bitch, you can keep her
I'ma switch up the drip every season, pour me more of the drank, I ain't leanin'
Call Tiff' for the label, ain't screenin', give her some more and she get to fiendin'
**** it, hold on, that bitch a demon, **** it, hold on, that bitch, she eatin'
**** it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin', **** it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Huh? Shawty a loaded, huh? My niggas pull up with motion
Don't walk in here, broke, ****, my niggas gonna expose you
Lil Unky：
Pass me a mink, double cups, I'm on the drank
I'm rockin' buffs, screamin', "Free Problem, nigga, rush"
I'm done rockin' skinnies, put the Chrome Hearts with the vintage
We standin' on business, keep the Chrome on in the city
Twenty hoes on the floor, she litty
Get the hoes and they sisters, they kissin'
Fine bitches, they with it
Come with the blazer, know how we kick it
Run through a tank, that's my intention
Still got the bando, we serve out the window
Still havin' chicken, serve you a pigeon
The runner is full, I'm ridin' with a sentence
Meet me by Lennox, comin' through hittin'
My windows, they tinted, no, I don't listen
Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of thousands from servin' the trap, no, it's no limit
When you servin', huh, don't get nervous
When you workin', them hoes lurkin'
Biggs Money：
Play with this ****, you get hogtied
Play with this ****, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
Quavo：
**** it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin'
**** it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Woah, woah
Uh, uh, let's go
Yeah, woah
Play with this ****, you get hogtied
Play with this ****, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
I got Bentley on the truck, I wanna chop the head
Give a **** about them niggas, I want them all dead
And then I seen the ho text, I left her on read
Question me 'bout this ho and I play sped
I put nut on this bitch, put her straight to bed
Ain't no thing about what I said, you heard what I said
Even havin' strikers
I be blazin', I don't need no lighter (I don't)
He on life support, that boy a fighter
Bro in competiton he'll keep it higher
I don't lie to no bitch, I'm no liar
I can't sanction no bitch, I ain't no choir
I can pay for that ****, I'm a buyer
I'm at peak right now, I want higher
You got fire? I ain't pushin' and shovin'
When I'm done, I give her to buddy
And your bitch give a damn that I'm chubby
Bitch forgot that I'm fat, damn she love me
Kindergarten, man, my ho, she with the cubbies
So much, she callin' me hubby
Quavo：
Took a G6, now she a eater, I put fine **** in a two‑seater
Drippin' water, they better call FEMA, I just ****ed on this bitch, you can keep her
I'ma switch up the drip every season, pour me more of the drank, I ain't leanin'
Call Tiff' for the label, ain't screenin', give her some more and she get to fiendin'
**** it, hold on, that bitch a demon, **** it, hold on, that bitch, she eatin'
**** it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin', **** it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on
Huh? Shawty a loaded, huh? My niggas pull up with motion
Don't walk in here, broke, ****, my niggas gonna expose you
Lil Unky：
Pass me a mink, double cups, I'm on the drank
I'm rockin' buffs, screamin', "Free Problem, nigga, rush"
I'm done rockin' skinnies, put the Chrome Hearts with the vintage
We standin' on business, keep the Chrome on in the city
Twenty hoes on the floor, she litty
Get the hoes and they sisters, they kissin'
Fine bitches, they with it
Come with the blazer, know how we kick it
Run through a tank, that's my intention
Still got the bando, we serve out the window
Still havin' chicken, serve you a pigeon
The runner is full, I'm ridin' with a sentence
Meet me by Lennox, comin' through hittin'
My windows, they tinted, no, I don't listen
Hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of thousands from servin' the trap, no, it's no limit
When you servin', huh, don't get nervous
When you workin', them hoes lurkin'
Biggs Money：
Play with this ****, you get hogtied
Play with this ****, I swear you get hogtied
I'm havin' mob ties
I'm a real monster, I swear I'm a mob guy
My car havin' frog eyes
I got the mollys for bitches, I swear that they all die
Quavo：
**** it, hold on, that bitch, she blazin'
**** it, hold on, puttin' the Chrome on