[Producer Tag]
Hotboy produced it

[Hook: Money Boy]
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch, you know that you gonna get clapped (yeah)
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist
VVS diamond my neck
I got a bag, I got a sack
Know Plug, I beat up tha Pakk (I beat it up)
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch, you know that you gonna get clapped
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist
VVS diamond my neck (ouuh)
I got a bag, I got a sack
Know Plug, I beat up tha Pakk (trap)

[Part 1: Money Boy]
Die Bitch gibt mir good Brain
Ich frag' mich: War diese scheiß Schlampe in Yale? (in Yale?)
Ich hab das Fishscale
Ich hab das Powder — Ich meine kein Mehl
Sie nimmt den Dick tief in den Mund (uah)
Sie hat keinen Würgereflex
Sie fragt mich: Will ich sie anal ficken?
Und ich sag': „Ich würde gern', yes!”
Ich bin der beste Rapper
Da gibt es keine Discussion
Die Diamonds am dancen wie Usher
Backwood kommt aus Russia (Backwood)
Ich smoke die Blunts, uh
Ich smoke Gelato und Runs (yeah)
Hab' einen Joint in meinem Mund
Und er hat die Länge von einem Schwanz
(pause, pause)
Wir smoken die Dicks (yeah), extendo die Clips
Ich handle die Bricks (bricks)
Stand' in der Kitch' und wende den Fisch (whip, yeah, trap)
Die Sneaker Chanel
Guck, meine Sneaker Chanel (yah)
Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist
Die Diamonds, sie scheinen so hell

[Hook: Money Boy]
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch, you know that you gonna get clapped (vr, vrrr)
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist (ice, ice)
VVS diamond my neck
I got a bag, I got a sack
Know Plug, I beat up tha Pakk (I beat it up, ouh)
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack (yah)
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch, you know that you gonna get clapped
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist (eeh, eeh)
VVS diamond my neck (ouh)
I got a bag, I got a sack
Know Plug, I beat up tha Pakk

[Part 2: YUNG SAINT LOUIS]
[Race to the racks that money on m'head
Ain't that nigga spit fire like a dragon
I beat up that pig and I get dat shit going
I get fucked on that hood and I send that bi'h home
He know he not 'bout it that nigga be killed
[?] ... Matrix
[?] ... in face of mistakin
[?] coup with that [?]

You know when I done ima get up and eat
Slit the rock on them wounds
I got blood on my feet
[?] that nigga to know ima eat
Go out in the trenches they know who I am
Buildin' the muscle got the arm o'hell
Ima slide in that belly pull up in a Cad' (skkr)
This miss wanna fuck she say I can share

I got out of work on [?]
Got the kids in yo block
Come and give 'em this dough
Too high [?] cause you lickin' me down
I skipped school everyday back in [?] at home
Can that circle of niggas now step on my lawn?
My daddy was missing got mad at my aunt
No help for no nigga, no, head out alone
I was sixteen out druggin' swervin' being grown
Can't say me that nigga boy has been known]

[Hook: Money Boy]
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch (bitch), you know that you gonna get clapped (brrah)
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist (bahh)
VVS diamond my neck (eeh)
I got a bag, I got a sack (bag)
Know Plug, I beat up a Pakk (I beat it up), ouh
Steh' in der Kitchen und whippe den Pott (trap)
Ich koche das Crack
I'm cookin' up, run up on gang
Stupid lil' bitch (brr), you know that you gonna get clapped (bitch)
Ice on my wrist, ice on my wrist (yus)
VVS diamond my neck (ouuh)
I got a bag, I got a sack (bag)
Know Plug I beat up a Pakk (ouh)