Lyrics: I got the money in space Took a jet to the moon and get the money back We rolling outside with money and stacks I took the money from the air We go down we ball out to the ends and bus If you're my nigga then banging figures in the cash season you haffi don't rush If I was flexing on your Ex you won't get the Ps I might left then I smash Pass her with the cash out Turn a mansion to a traphouse with some prada Mek farda get the cheques and get the brazzers to the hotel We go down till I shine Talking about me she find it funny We ride, she wanting loving, I'm coming mh yeah, ye ye ye ye Pass me the lighter (ye ye) I'm brazing highgrade (yeye) ey whoa (yeye) (ey ey ey) ye ye Pass me the lighter (ye ye) I'm brazing highgrade ye Mali girl she get naughty funny She want 'pull up gim