text: Yeah, um
  Mad, madness
  I took an orange Addy
  Chop off the top of an Ashton 
  Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
  Movie film, lights camera, action 
  Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
  Hundred more hoes at the mansion 
  Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
  Money keep makin’ you happy
  You police is trollin’, blue hundreds keeping me focused
  I don’t know how to control it 
  Pockets is loaded, music is startin’ to go global
  I done became a young mogal
  Syrup in my soda, up my cup with leftover
  I po’ some red in the cola, grinch odor
  Wear number Nine like Dior, all on the floor
  Mad, madness
  I took an orange Addy
  Chop off the top of an Ashton 
  Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
  Movie film, lights camera, action 
  Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
  Hundred more hoes at the mansion 
  Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
  Money keep makin’ you happy
  Mad, madness
  I took an orange Addy
  Chop off the top of an Ashton 
  Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
  Movie film, lights camera, action 
  Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion 
  Hundred more hoes at the mansion 
  Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
  Money keep makin’ you happy
  It’s no cap, nigga that’s no cap
  Gunna got his own rap, have a long check
  Bitch havin’ phone sex, made the bitch pussy wet
  Piped her up, used to be a hood bitch
  Took her shoppin’ then I give her good dick
  Private down the room at the Ruth Chris
  Gotta mastermind to get the cool rich
  Mad, madness
  I took an orange Addy
  Chop off the top of an Ashton 
  Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
  Movie film, lights camera, action 
  Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
  Hundred more hoes at the mansion 
  Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
  Money keep makin’ you happy