[Intro: Yo Gotti & (Rick Ross)]
(That boy Zay on the beat)
Maybach Music
Zaytoven
Aye, I’m talkin’ everything Versace
This sh** like Versace dream, you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
Aye, bruh, bring me one of them things that they put of they head and sh**
These four got Versace soul
I want the gown and all that sh**
Muthaf**in’ tea cup
Silverware, I’m rockin’ them Js though
I feel rich in this muthaf**a’, aye
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I just got back from Dubai (bai)
I’m on these Xans so high (high)
I’m [?]
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maybach Music
Go get the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, plug in the money machine, Zay
Plug in the money money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the money machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the money machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I need the money machine, Zay
We need the money money machine, Zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We need the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
[Verse 2: T.I.]
How much you think they would pay for your life?
In the trap with the weed and the yay and the dice
Do it big for my n***a’s doin’ bids in the struggle
Free Kaep, Meek, middle finger to them s**as
We don’t hear them motherf**as, we get rid of motherf**as
I’m a big dog, bark, you a little motherf**a
I get your b**h dicked down right after she get ate like knife in her
Have her screammin’ [?]
Her face look better with my pipe in it
On percetets and vicodine, good weed and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the kitchen and the white girls in and outta [?] room
I finna f** that sh**, is you in or not?
There’s a bag full of money, we’ll be in or not
From what I heard you [?]
Shoot somebody, do a bid or not
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
AMG the fo, carbon fiber, n***as peelin’ out
Push button, roof is changin’ colors, f** the ceilin’ now
Cookin’ powder in a crockpot ‘till it’s spillin’ out
Million dollar marchin’ dope boys, bring my children out
Feel ‘em out, you the plug, spit ‘em out
You the hub, send ‘em out, Palm Island
Rent a house, fly her in, rent her mouth
Center stage, spendin’ now, send her back
Sweat it out with a bag breaded out, yeah!
I would rather sell dope forever n***as (ever n***as)
Take my chances instead of rappin’ with you peasant n***as (peasant n***as)
Underwater bring it back like it’s a treasure n***a (treasure n***a)
King Push and Zaytoven, it’s whatever n***as
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Go get the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, plug in the money machine, Zay
Plug in the money money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the money machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the money machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I need the money machine, Zay
We need the money money machine, zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We need the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay