Cash out, cash out
They call me young patty cake, they love me cause the money be flipping
I took that bitch to my tour bus and then my dick, she licked it
I'm lifting the money up like dumbbells, I treat it like physics
These niggas my children, they copy my style, you gotta be kidding
I copped the car off the dealership, it came with a ribbon
I'm Devin Booker with the bitch, she tried to cuff, I shook her
She thinking Ruth's Chris, but it's Mickey-Ds is where I took her
I'm feeling like I'm Malcolm X, shoutout to my Muslims
Mm, chains dance, book him
You know the P shook him
Zipped out looking for your hoes, boy the P took 'em
Mm, smilin', Colgate
Shit a cold case
I'm just tryna stay up out of jail and a hoe face
I'm just tryna stay dripped in that shit and get some more cake
You know how we play, got more game than EA
That boy there is a cheapskate, I do shit the P way
I sell shit like Ebay
On to Philly like I'm Freeway
I can see my hood from the PJs
Old school trappin', I'm trappin' in
Like hold my squad, nigga give 'em a replay