[Intro]
(Exetra Beatz made it)

[Chorus: 24kGoldn]
Ah, you talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in thе crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?

[Verse 1: 24kGoldn]
Black Murakami cover my body
Shе keep on lookin', her n***a don't like me
Bodies behind me, can't keep her silent
I killed her pussy, you know that she like it, yeah
Watch me skrrt then pipe it up
See rich n***as, that might be us
She wanna know, can she stay with her friend?
I told lil' shawty that it all depend
Done with these bitches, I'm back to the bands
Hunnid racks make me spazz out
Wanna go shop, I love poppin' 'em tags
New outfit with her ass out
Big smoke make them pass out
Need my bag like cash cow
'Cause I ain't got time, stop playin' with mine
'Less you want a young n***a to lash out
I'm in her bag
It look like a Birkin, huh
Don't make me laugh
I know you n***as is lurkin', huh (Yuh)
Ke-Ke-Ke keep on hatin', that shit don't faze me
Crystal clear, I see through HD
Quick change, let me switch lanes
You ain't got plays, please don't hit me
[Chorus: 24kGoldn]
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?

[Verse 2: Gunna]
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimey it can get (Slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt
And he runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
I feel like a rocket, I'm goin' outer space (Outer space)
Got pretty vibes with me, I make sure all of 'em straight
I dress a bitch, I put her in some Prada and BAPE
Young Wunna international in all 50 states (Woah)
Three Rolls watches and they all got baguette'd (Woah)
I got ten bad bitches, I keep all of 'em happy (Yeah)
You ain't did nothin' for my bitch, bought an all-gold Patek
She can suck a good dick, get the Benz four 'matic (Benz)
This a rich n***a, come and feel my fabric
Young GunWunna, I got hundreds in my pants and my jacket
Chandelier all in the ceilin', think we fuckin' in the palace
When you really gettin' millions, it gon' up a n***a status
Listen, I might buss a n***a, war ready
Chop a n***a crew with a machete
Smokin' gasoline, 93, unleaded
Card never D'd, I can spend without a limit (Yeah)
[Chorus: 24kGoldn]
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?

[Verse 3: Don Toliver]
I pulled up with the top down (Skrrt, skrrt)
Touchdown, I'ma need that ass now (Uh)
I'm Lil' Boosie with the wipe down (Uh)
Funny how these hoes really nice now (Yeah)
I was on the run in the summertime
Had to break free from lockdown (Let's go!)
Yes indeed (Yeah)
I got the white on me
Funny how you look so lonely
I'ma come home, you can count on me, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna leave
You gotta believe in me
Stacks of cash is all I see (Cash)
I got the club I don't need ID (Hell no, I'ma turn up)
[Chorus: 24kGoldn]
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?

[Verse 4: Roddy Rich]
Pull up to the Maybach in the driveway, hmm
Traphouse, had bitches countin' hundreds in the room
How you claimin' you a street n***a havin' loose lips?
Got a lot of new shit, Eliantte chain like the bottom of a ship
Send my young shooters, go wet some shit
Big brother taught me how to sip Actavis
When I pull up Mulsanne, she get crackin' on the dick
Lil' shawty gave me brain, I almost crashed
Got-Got my n***as in the feds, gettin' loads when they get out
Keefa had to bring the Bentayga with the kit out
Got five bitches rollin' off the dope at the penthouse
She ain't tryna give me no neck, she had to get out
Get her Saint Laurent, what's your shoe size?
Fucked her, I done came 'bout two times, yeah
I got top on top the rooftop, yeah
Big Cullinan, suicide, yeah

[Chorus: 24kGoldn]
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?
You talkin' funny, it ain't 'bout the money
That get on my nerves
No, you can't blame me for having my babies
'Cause I'm gonna swerve
Feelin' like a punch line, hit it one time
I could tell you're lunchtime in the crunch time
Oh, you wanna talk that, talk that talk
So what's the word?