Yeah
Ayo, Nelly
Lets do this
Owwww!
At—At—At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double digit thousand stacks 
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks
Ugh, ugh, ugh 
Got a bad bitch with me , she in the Valentino 
Half-Black and Filipino, I let her count the C-notes 
Her under apple bottom all Lou and Sean John
A hundred on every arm, hundred more in my charm, tell em, Puff
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go 
Its alright, get your money stacked more dough 
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play 
Cmon, ou know my motherfuckin name 
How bout we hop the Monte Carlo tomorrow
With lots of bottles 
In the ocean with the goggles
And act like you won the lotto 
Lamborghini, Bugatt-o, Im mashing on the throttle 
My motto is snatch a model 
And wild out on drugs and bottles 
Insane, my game is like James-uh 
Kobe or maybe Dwyane Wade 
Fresh shades, Alexander McClains 
Bottles of rosé, Ciroc and OJs, tell em Puff
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go 
Its alright, get your money stacked more dough 
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play 
You know my motherfuckin name
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— 
Counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
I kick in the door, waving the four-four 
All you heard was, Derrty, dont hurt em no more 
Well, fuck that, Im takin my reign back 
So take that , so take that—tell em, Puff 
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go 
Its alright, get your money, stack more dough 
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play 
You know my motherfuckin name
I pull up to the party, Bacardi, smokin cigar-y 
With the baddest little shawty
Cause shawty love to get naughty 
Dollar after dollar, you niggas might wanna holler 
I chinchilla the collar, Im with a comma 
Keep time, AP shine 
We fly only in G5 
Shes fine, yup, shes mine 
Puttin the peace high, homey, for B.I.—tell em, Puff!
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go 
Its alright, get your money, stack more dough 
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play 
You know my motherfuckin name
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— 
Counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh 
Now what you wanna do?
You fuckin with a baller, a St Louis prowler 
You can hate me, she gonna fuck with me regardless 
VVS, flawless, all this—tell em, Puff!
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go 
Its alright, get your money, stack more dough 
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play 
You know my motherfuckin name 
Stackin papers contagious, buildin paper skyscrapers 
Stuntin outrageous, comin straight out The Matrix 
Hustle, lil mami, counting papers my hobby 
Rolling up, the Ducati, down the streets of Miami 
My neck cold, the bling is rainbow 
It came cold and made to hang low 
The bank roll is made to stay swole 
You cant fold more paper than 
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
At last, Im literally lounging, black 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks 
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— 
Counting double-digit thousand stacks