Money glitch

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I can't fall off (Yeah), like SeptembersRich (Yeah)
Bitch, I tote the switch (Yeah), put you in a ditch (Woah)
Come tap in with me, I damn near got the money glitch (Yeah)
Your ho fuck with me, she know I'm gettin' super rich
Geek up, I'm so used to this (Yeah), geek up, I'm so used to that
I just pulled them bands out, bitch (Yeah), I bet your ho fuck with that
You don't do no scanner, bitch, bet that choppa hit his back (Woah)
I got what you need, lil' bitch, you can catch me in the back
Damn, I tried to get away, but them shots done hit his back
Fuck her, she wanna stay for the night, really I can't fuck with that

[Chorus]
Codeine, got X pills, got Percs, and lean, and all (Yeah)
I keep goin' up, on God, man, really I can't fall (Yeah)
Sticks in the back of the whip, tryna make sure all of my opps saw (What?)
I ball so damn hard, I don't gotta fit just like Chris Paul (Yeah)
I'm boolin' with your bitch (Yeah), I'm fuckin' up her jaw (Uh)
I'm ridin' with that stick (Phew), I'm still tryna shoot at ya (Yeah)
I ain't get them niggas hit, man, I only take one call (Yeah)
And the bitch, she on my dick, but I'm too [?] for now (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Nah, I won't take her back (Nah), I just ran down racks (Yeah)
She tryna fuck on me, but I just want the neck (Yeah)
I can't trust these hoes (Yeah), they might stab my back (Yeah)
Ridin' with the poles, it's late night, Rascoe got the MAC

[Chorus]
Codeine, got X pills, got Percs, and lean, and all (Yeah)
I keep goin' up, on God, man, really I can't fall (Yeah)
Sticks in the back of the whip, tryna make sure all of my opps saw (What?)
I ball so damn hard, I don't gotta fit just like Chris Paul (Yeah)
I'm boolin' with your bitch (Yeah), I'm fuckin' up her jaw (Uh)
I'm ridin' with that stick (Phew), I'm still tryna shoot at ya (Yeah)
I ain't get them niggas hit, man, I only take one call (Yeah)
And the bitch, she on my dick, but I'm too [?] for now (Yeah)