Lyrics:

I am on twenty four hours champange diet spilling while I'm sipping I encourage you to try it I'm probably just saying that cause I don't have to buy it the club wanna supply it boy I'm on that fly shit boy I am what everyone in my past don't want me to be guess what I made it I'm the moderfucking man I just want you to see come take a look get a load of this nigga quit fronting on me don't come around and try to gass me up I like running on E I I I I'm on my busy shit busy flow own records I'm caping hooking my new car is rothy yo damn where my ritches go I'm somebody that you should know get the shaking something cause that's what drama pro usually for yes I make mistake that I don't ever make excuses for like even girls they love me and constantly cedusing hoes I'm losing my thoughts I said damn where my ritches go top slip off like janet at the studio

[Chorus:]
I got money to blow since I got paper and I got famous got money to blow getting with it letting these bills falls all over your skin got money to blow uh oh oh uh oh oh oh uh oh oh oh uh ohh money to blow uh oh oh oh oh oh oh got money to blow

[rap]

[Chorus:]
I got money to blow since I got paper and I got famous got money to blow getting with it letting these bills falls all over your skin got money to blow uh oh oh uh oh oh oh uh oh oh oh uh ohh money to blow uh oh oh oh oh oh oh got money to blow