Big Joon baby and I'm getting to the cash Keep my money in a stash, aye Still me Still getting to it Same day Just a different music Aye, aye, aye Big Joon baby And I'm gettin' to the cash Ain't fuckin w the bank I keep my money in the stash I wear designer pants And I smoke designer plants Baby, you could come with me But you ain't fuckin up my plans Hunnids in my calendar And fiftys in my schedule Hunnids in this messenger And twelve on my tennis Running up these bands I don't care about a image I don't got tattoos Cause I got commitment issues I'm so afraid of love I told the bitch I'd rather miss you I just took a call w Mom And talked about some issues Rapping about my life Dis shit be really just for business Me and money get along But we don't never be consistent Me and drugs co-dependent Her love for me finished I got love Benjis They won't ever make me jealous Good person But my heart is like snow I give her dick That's as far as it go I'm sorry baby One thing you can learn from me Is I ain't lazy My mind be ten damn places I drive crazy Good person But my heart's like snow I get money That's as far as it go