The Meaning

All this green

Looking at my wrist like what the fuck it really mean

All this money, ****, all this green

Looking at my wrist like what the fuck it really mean

All this money, ****, all this green

Looking at my wrist like what the fuck it really mean

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean

All this money, ****, all this green

Living that life like a fucking movie screen

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean

My momma just called, she said, where the fuck you been?

I said I ain't coming home till I get her a Benz

She said what happened to what's her name, that ho ain't my friend

They be cool with you one day, boy, they just fucking pretending

This is the beginning, never know no ending

We hate limitations, what the fuck is our ceiling?

I need my son to learn he don't need that new Bentley

He need to learn to read and then not know fucking selling shit

If you're talking money then I might show off my penmanship

I can't even flex on Instagram 'cause y'all **** love to steal my shit

I ain't even worried, this is one of our advantages

Just remember when you see this shit, yeah, first who did this shit

All this money ****, all this green

Looking at my wrist like what the fuck it really mean

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean

All this money ****, all this green

Living that life like a fucking movie screen

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean

Running through the city, and I got my whole team

Cup just overflowing, spilled some Faygo on my seat

Bathing Ape tee, I got Balmain on my jeans

Stunting once again, don't know what the fuck it means

I don't give no fuck about no bitch, no

I ain't ever done, I'm getting rich, ho

All I'm tryna do is stack that guap, don't make my mommy proud

I'm smoking hundred dollar papers with my woes, oh yeah

I sit on top of gold fours, I don't need a chauffeur

Talking shit, what do you got to fucking show for?

You know I'm the one they booked that show for

Thirty bands all for

All this money ****, all this green

Looking at my wrist like what the fuck it really mean

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean

All this money ****, all this green

Living that life like a fucking movie screen

I got a couple bitches do they really love me?

Looking at my neck like what the fuck it really mean