Facts

[Verse]
This a foreign fit bitch don't touch shit
I'm throwing big fits if you don't suck dick
I'm married to the money ion love no bitch
If you try to rob me then yo' life get stripped
You tryna touch 10 I spent 10 on a whip
These hoes get no time I just fuck then I dip
You focus on the green I want blue like a crip
You always going broke cause you can't make a flip
Yo' bitch on my dick, now you tryna fight her
Only love the neck, nigga ion even like her
Saying that I'm broke like hearing "nigga" from a white boy
3g in 4s I ain't fucking with a Hi-Point
So icy, grill shiny
Eating like I'm Tip but I ain't fucking on no Tiny
I do this shit daily counting money is a hobby
And I'm prolly outta state like I just caught a body
Bank account match my Gucci belt, that's a lot of G's
Bitch, I'm banked up like I hit the lottery
A nigga go crazy so you know it ain't no stopping me
I can't take you suckas serious, niggas comedy
She gave me good top, now her nigga wanna body me
Ion even want her, tell that bitch stop calling me
If I was you I wouldn't let yo' main bitch follow me
You can't name a nigga in my city that's as hot as me
I-Ion never throw blims, I be catching 'em
I be running up a check, I ain't sweating 'em
You can't ask me how I do it this shit regular
I be flexing on these niggas like a wrestler
I heard it's money on the floor, I'm a janitor
Say she wanna fuck, hold on let me check my calendar
Let her give me 10, it ain't shit to throw a band at her
I'm not a pimp, just a great money manager