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Off top ni**a don't f**king play

Stacks On Deck boys b**ch yeah we in this thing

Money Gang tat that sh*t up off my armored ring

On my chain fifty diamonds standing money bling

Ching ching I done cashed out like a jackpot

And I'm big dog flexing like Sandlot

In my hood man we stack them sh*t's by four blocks

I'm turned up and we get them by the C-knots

C notes cut throat with my campaign

Fifty racks make it rain make it hurricane

Young Dre I go hard and I spit flame

Off top money boy's in this thing

Pull up to the party it's time to have some fun

Standing on the couch and I'm throwing funds

Stripper b**ches on me it ain't nothing though

Do this every f**king night all across the globe

I hop up on the jet it's time to cash out

I hop up in that Vet' it's time to smash out

My homeboy copped a Ferrari so I copped a jet

I threw thirty racks on my f**king neck

I pull up to the trap to finesse

I call my young ni**a and he hit the plug

Now we in the trap pulled up off mud

I pulled up in that Lambo' skurt' scrub

We in this thing

Yeah we in this thing

We in this thing

Yeah we in this thing

We in this thing yeah we in this thing

In this thing yeah we in this thing

In this thing yeah we in this thing

Yeah we in this thing me and my ni**a's in this thing