[Intro: GoldenBoy CountUp]
(Yarri)
Golden, ayy
Chicken Money, n***a
(Soulja got them bands, ho)
Big Golden, n***a
Ayy

[Verse 1: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Bustin' down the P's and cookin' dope, I'm with the street n***as
I just got two hundred P's, I'ma eat with you
On my mama, I got like thirty plugs, I don't need n***as
Pulled off in that 'Vette, I'm finna leave n***as
N***a, I got my diamonds out the bowl, I cook this cookie up
N***a, I wanted twelve for that P, but I done took it up
N***a, get the shake up out the bag, you can't rookie us
N***a, I swear I cook the dope the best, call the bookie up
Fucked the n***a bitch, then gave her back 'cause I'm a raw n***a
I was takin' flights years ago, I never saw n***as
Spared him, sent a bitch at him, I swear we could've caught n***as
Golden keep a couple shooters 'round, they'll off n***as
My lil' red bitch been doin' fraud, she gon' scam the bank
Golden, he be posted with the killers where you n***as ain't
N***a, you need a mask in my trap, the dope'll make you faint
N***a, when you done with that bowl, put it in the sink
[Chorus: Money Man]
Lil' vibe in my condo with me, got lil' mama weighin' up
Catchin' flights from Oregon, I'm gettin' 'em there for cheap as fuck
Indo zone takin' prices up, this look like perfect bud
Everybody 'round me gettin' money, come and join the club
At least few chains on everybody neck, ain't no one cold as us
Lil' bro pulled up in a box truck and told me load him up
My youngin spinned them n***as the other day and they know it was us
I used to see them J's hit the dope when I was growin' up

[Verse 2: GoldenBoy CountUp]
I really seen them junkies sharin' needles when I was growin' up
N***a, I was fucked up on my dick, but now I'm blowin' up
Golden, you keep shittin' on these n***as and keep goin' up
Got this n***a bitch eatin' dick and now she throwin' up
Pretty bitch, n***a, we sellin' P's off the top floor
Golden, why you dancin' on that brick like you Pop Smoke?
Me and cuh used to tint the rental, then go cock pole
N***a, I'm really blowin' up with this rap, but what them blocks for?
Thousand pills trafficking, I'm slidin' down the interstate
N***a, I'm cookin' cookies up and then I got a dinner date
If I send a hit, my lil' n***as ready to spin today
If it's for the low and it's that shit, I'ma spend today
Gucci on and I got my diamonds off of street money
I done fucked a couple n***as' hoes, now the beef comin'
Tryna hit this bitch from the back, but she keep runnin'
Told the plug stop sendin' that sack, but it keep comin'
[Chorus: Money Man]
Lil' vibe in my condo with me, got lil' mama weighin' up
Catchin' flights from Oregon, I'm gettin' 'em there for cheap as fuck
Indo zone takin' prices up, this look like perfect bud
Everybody 'round me gettin' money, come and join the club
At least few chains on everybody neck, ain't no one cold as us
Lil' bro pulled up in a box truck and told me load him up
My youngin spinned them n***as the other day and they know it was us
I used to see them J's hit the dope when I was growin' up
Lil' vibe in my condo with me, got lil' mama weighin' up
Catchin' flights from Oregon, I'm gettin' 'em there for cheap as fuck
Indo zone takin' prices up, this look like perfect bud
Everybody 'round me gettin' money, come and join the club
At least few chains on everybody neck, ain't no one cold as us
Lil' bro pulled up in a box truck and told me load him up
My youngin spinned them n***as the other day and they know it was us
I used to see them J's hit the dope when I was growin' up