Acting funny

IT on the beat, Youngin Yeah, Youngin Ayy, makin' money Yeah, he actin' funny Actin' funny Ayy, actin' funny Cuz I'm makin' money Money, money, money Money, money, money Money, actin' funny Ayy, actin' funny Yeah, flippin' out purses Make a lot of money, I keepin' the curve Yeah, you just a nerd Yeah, I do it, don't disturb Yeah, Youngin, Youngin, Youngin, Youngin Choppin' bricks Yeah, over here Yeah, uh, uh, gettin' licks Yeah, slappin' the bricks Makin' a dough, makin' a flow Ayy, no, ain't shit day Ain't shit day, I got it right Ain't shit day, I make it right Yeah, I do a show Yeah, I make my money Youngin, Youngin, Youngin, Youngin Youngin don't play, makin' my play Makin' it be late, every day Stackin' my bricks, gettin' around quick He suckin' my dick, nah Don't really play, it get his day, it get his day Yeah, high tone, makin' my money, I do Yeah, got your girl, screamin' like she want to do Yeah, in the place, makin' my place, he on me each day Gettin' away, cookin' each day, I'm in the way I'm in the cloud, I'm flowin' each day Holdin' I say, holdin' I say Yeah, I do, but she do what I say Makin' my bricks, eatin' the lick Fuckin' your bitch, she suckin' my dick Why you playin', why you playin' I don't play, I don't play Hoes, bitch, we don't play We just tryna get some pay If you ain't up out that shit Then get up out my fuckin' way Paper tastes like everyday When I wake on the mattress I just fucked your bitch on the shit And a nigga get the shit anyway Ayy, got my hair braided Now I'm feelin' like I'm the shit I just do the shit every day Put my jeans on, I drip I don't drip for your bitch, I don't drip for nobody With myself, nigga, I just do the shit For the wealth, I'll rob a bank I'll pull a lick, I'll pull a lick Ayy, you bitch Funny, funny, y'all can make it funny Fuckin' money, y'all can make it money Y'all can make it money, yeah Oh, she actin' funny, actin' funny, actin' funny Y'all can make it money, yeah Ayy, make it money, yeah, yeah Fuckin' money, make it money, make it money Why they actin' funny Why they fuckin' actin' funny Funny, funny, funny Yeah, why them get my fuckin' money Money, money, money We all about money I'm all about money All about money You gotta smirk on your face But these bitches, they thinkin' they really is funny It's not, these bitches, they stank Really, I'm tryna just get some money And stack it up to the ceiling I'm drinkin' this brew for the feelin And I'll rob a bank