text: Uzi, where the fuck we at?
  In a room with a hunnid million dollars 
  Aint got no money, thats a broke nigga problem 
  Thats on you bitch, aye
  I said thats on you bitch, aye
  On the real, no, I dont need a stylist 
  Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? 
  Thats on you bitch, aye 
  I said thats on you bitch, aye 
  Bitches come and go but my money stay 
  My money stay 
  Cant see in front of me, all this money in the way
  Spent like 50 in a day
  Spent like 25 in half of a day
  OG Bape belt thats all on my waist
  Baby said, Uzi, you is so great
  Take a Xanax til I cant feel my face
  Ima clap a nigga just like I know ya
  So far aint got no holster
  Jump in the Range, that bitch got a chauffeur
  Lean in the soda, was in the cup holder
  I just brought my new side bitch in a Lotus
  Look at these diamonds, that bitch is like water
  I aint ever been, but I got hoes
  Thats stay in Bora Bora
  Call up Donald Trump and tell him, My bitch, yeah
  She comin just straight from the border
  Come to this Balmain, this Saint Laurent, Fendi
  I swear to God that Im a hoarder
  Your money is getting smaller 
  My money is getting taller
  My jewelry is getting clearer, aye
  Your jewelry is getting darker
  Thats on you
  In a room with a hunnid million dollars 
  Aint got no money, thats a broke nigga problem 
  Thats on you bitch, aye
  I said thats on you bitch, aye
  On the real, no, I dont need a stylist 
  Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? 
  Thats on you bitch, aye 
  I said thats on you bitch, aye 
  Everytime I come through, Uzi tryna get him on a campaign 
  I aint lyin, Ive been tryna come up on the paper every damn way 
  Ima get the damn pay 
  Ive been on a Rampage 
  Ive been fuckin on your bae 
  Doin it every damn day 
  Tell these niggas, Pay up 
  Theyve been runnin with the damn swag 
  Ive been tryna get my sauce back 
  All these niggas bout to fall flat 
  All you niggas on that bitch shit 
  Now they expectin me to get rich 
  Pull up to the party lit, lit 
  Ive been cookin with the wrist, wrist 
  Ooh , yeah
  Fuck you niggas cause you broke as fuck 
  Ima get the money, count it up 
  Take a picture, Ima hold it up 
  Fuckboys cant roll with us 
  Only ridin if you loaded up 
  Gettin money, Ima throw it up 
  If you gettin money then you know whats up 
  In a room with a hunnid million dollars 
  Aint got no money, thats a broke nigga problem 
  Thats on you bitch, aye 
  I said thats on you bitch, aye 
  On the, on the real, no, I dont need a stylist 
  Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? 
  Thats on you bitch, aye 
  I said thats on you bitch, aye 
  Thats on you, thats on you and you and you
  If you broke as fuck, stay out my lane, stay out my way
  I dont got time for the lames, for the fakes
  Ima make that money right, Ima make it any day, any way
  Wanna see you try to stop me anyway
  Ima never stop, tell these snakes get up out my way, out my lane
  Ima drop it down with that Uzi in your face
  Ima make you say my name, say my name
  Rambo Savage on the way
  Ima blow it up
  Dont you see these diamonds glowin up?
  Dont you see? Im just warmin up
  Ima do what you niggas coulda never done
  In a room with a hunnid million dollars 
  Aint got no money, thats a broke nigga problem 
  Thats on you bitch, aye
  I said thats on you bitch, aye
  On the, on the real, no, I dont need a stylist 
  Bet you do, do you see this Goyard wallet? 
  Thats on you bitch, aye 
  I said thats on you bitch, aye
  Thats on you
  Thats on you, thats on you