Damn, this is a Mike Almighty production
Ayy
Huncho, Lingo, yea, yah
Yah yah yah yah
Yah yah
Yah yah
Yeah

Stick in the back and you know it's gonna split you
That's your girl right there, aight bet I'm finna hit her
You saying that ain't fair, we don't care finna dismiss 'em
If it ain't about money, I'm gonna dismission
Mind ya damn business, if you don't won't no problem nigga
I want the money, fuck the fame, I see the bigger picture
Greedy, jealousness, money change people that is the issue
But if you change on me, Glock 9 gonna blow like a whistle
(Lingo!) Blow like a whistle
Glock bullet 9 hit you, hit you
You not smart, nor hard, taking pictures with that pistol
My squad been too ready to eat 'em up, let me grab my utensils

Diamonds over here got me sneezing
Let me grab the 100 for the tissue
Get the money what's the issue, nigga talking crazy gotta handle it
I thought you weren't here for that young nigga listen up
These niggas faking perpetrating hating because that can't make watchu making so add it up
If they don't respect it gotta get hectic
The only folks you know that you gotta go turn it up
Got the choppa on me and it's burning like it's Usher in the trunk
Muzzle hot heating it up
Got your girl in the back beating it up
One thing about me I don't give a fuck
Walking around with a Glock
They never gonna find it because Lingo keeping it tucked
Never shied away always keeping it tough

Blow like a whistle
Glock bullet 9 hit you
Leaving no witness
Handle my business

(Quavo)
Blow like a whistle
Shooting out the jab the missile
Yo bitch gon' fuck, young nigga don't even kiss her
Break down M's, step on the work no Timbs
Jump out the gym, lifestyle play like Sims
Pull up on Lingo, break it down break it down reload
Stand at line like a free throw
Hit a pot with my left elbow
Inside of the cup-like Jell-o
17-5 shawty 'ello
Yo bitch wanna stroke my chello
White coupe skirt marshmallow
Fuck with my nephew nigga, all it's gonna take is a whistle
Back of the milk carton missing, we ain't going for the sneak dissing

Glock bullet 9 hit you
Blow like a whistle (bye)
Mind ya damn business, if you don't won't no problem nigga
I want the money, fuck the fame, I see the bigger picture
Greedy, jealousness, money change people that is the issue
But if you change on me, Glock 9 gonna blow like a whistle
(Lingo!) Blow like a whistle
Glock 9 bullet hit you
You not smart, nor hard, taking pictures with that pistol
My squad been too ready to eat them up, let me grab my utensils

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Quavious Marshall