Too much money out hereHow you niggas ain't even doin' shitYou niggas runnin' 'round hereToo much money out hereTalkin' 'bout a nigga hatin' on youBut real shit though dawgToo much money out hereIt's too much money out here to be hatingToo much money out hereAyy, too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragrance (ayy)Too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragrance (ayy)You know I'ma keep it 1K bruhA hunnid? It ain't enoughYou ain't real, ain't say nothin'Who let foolie in here?You been shootin' that tooliePeelin', wheelin' and toolin'I get stupid, stupidI might keep that woolie, ayyI just got the bag and ran through itGot it back and threw itAll of y'all niggas know what's winningI'm tryna watch my mans do itHe's a track star (yeah), I just ran into himShe's a fast broad (yeah), I just ran into herHe's a bastard, where's his dad goin'?Bust his ass son, you your dad's sonThat's a Nascar (ayy), watch him blast off (yeah)That's a fast car, I hop out JaguarAyy, too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragrance (ayy)Too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragranceGive you the fuck nigga of the year awardY'all hatin', I'm at the clear portAlready made the money, the cake been bakedI don't know what you dissin' forEverybody know I got 16 carsI don't even know why you trippin' forYou already know I'm fuckin' your ladyI don't even know why you hit me forI keep money in all four of my pocketsFake real clean, I don't award nobodyWhere I keep the bag, I don't show nobodyPill kicked in, I got Xan' in my bodyI can buy a Bugatti now, I swear I'm a savage lil' nigga, you know I don't careI got so many clothes, don't know what I'ma wearOnly one way you 'posed to hit bae and that's bareHoes fuck around like TMZAll white on me like CMGEveryday I'm lit like PNBGot a Benz in the yard, that's a AMGPick a nigga bitch on INTBall on your ass like CP3Everyboy know me, don't need IDYou the police like TPDAyy, too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragrance (ayy)Too much money out hereToo much money out here to be hating (yeah)Peep but I don't speakI see that shit but I don't say none (yeah)Come through with that rayCome through, come through with that ray gun (yeah)Creed cologne, babyYou dig what I'm sayin'? She love my fragrance