yeah brr brr yeah cmb always young digits blatt just like that how come gettin money never gets boring how come gettin money never gets boring baby i gotta stack now what you gonna do for it can you bring it back like the motherfucking chorus can you bring it back back back back back back back can you bring it back back back back back like a motherfucking chorus yeah yeah back on my set tool in my hand big money was the plan so im back where i started back where it come from back where we went with it third ward soldier out the phantom doing big business situations thick you got the homie toting two twos comin back old school did it like he want to headed to the pen now he back up on the slab big money of the ab hundred gs in cash brand new whip old school caddy the dump truck a stash spot then came up it s more ones nigga versace sheets serve is more money in the new fleet how come gettin money never gets boring how come gettin money never gets boring baby i gotta stack now what you gonna do for it can you bring it back like the motherfucking chorus  can you bring it back back back back back back back can you bring it back back back back back like a motherfucking chorus bought a new phantom suede with the gators brand new louis always ready to spray it like father like son money is a must these hoes we dont trust brand new trucks shined every summer ran with the numbers stash spot cool got a fifteen piece humming back up on my saddle nigga hustle for my shine just an ordinary nigga on a million dollar grind big timer old school new school nigga is mo money homie mo money mo money mo money homie my bitches paid cavalli shades blowin haze everyday how come gettin money never gets boring how come gettin money never gets boring baby i gotta stack now what you gonna do for it can you bring it back like the motherfucking chorus can you bring it back back back back back back back can you bring it back back back back back like a motherfucking chorus flip another hundred get another hundred spend another hundred burn another hundred blow another hundred fuck another hundred get big money nigga stuntin on a hundred fifteen whips extra clips did it for the sunshine garbage bag full hard body with a fireline flip another brick drink a little dip stunna island nigga shinin with a bad bitch ar nigga riding skinny tires fully loaded high when you floatin in the sky rockin gucci blades ridin triple blades tats on the face a nigga s been paid how come gettin money never gets boring how come gettin money never gets boring baby i gotta stack now what you gonna do for it can you bring it back like the motherfucking chorus can you bring it back back back back back back back can you bring it back back back back back like a motherfucking chorus