Push up, push up, push up, push up Bitch, drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin' Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin' Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it Push up, push up, push up, push up on Pray to the high, for my enemies

Rich young nigga, put a bitch in her place (Well, alright) Make a hundred bands, I throw a fifty in the safe, ayy (Yeah) If you're talkin' money, gotta show it to my face (Got to) Well we the ones they love to hate, ayy, shouts out to the gang (Shout)

Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue All I know is more and more (aha) Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' (you know what this is) Hundred bands (yeah) Hundred bands All I know is more and more