Intro 
Yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah (James Delguapo) 

Chorus 
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly 
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit 
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang 
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick 
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack 
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this 
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave 
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah 
They'll die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, uh 
It's a check 

Verse 1 
In the biggest boned whip, Rolls Royce 
If we took away a R, it's Team Rocket 'cause I'm ridin' in a rocket ship 
Sock it to my pockets, like some Takis, got a lot of chips 
Nerd and I need a freak bitch who need dick 
These niggas wanna hate me for my comments 
They debate me for my comments 
Fashion Nova fuckin' pay me for my comments, shit (Bands) 
Raisin' up my commas, put the pussy in coma (Yeah) 
You can talk, she won't reply, my bitch really unresponsive 
She knows I been wantin' VVs, ooh-wee (Ooh) 
Walk with the man like burnin' CDs (Yeah) 
I ain't have a big backing like old TVs (No) 
She open up the doors and she gon' see, now I got a 

Chorus
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, yeah
They'll die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, uh
It's a check

Verse 2
That nigga double crossed me, man, should've known, known, known
I was openin' up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
Snakey, I should've known he was a cobra
The only snake I would ever show love to is probably Kobe
Hah, hoo, hey, drop top coupe, swang
I need new friends, I need new frames
What's that? Vision, mmh
When jealousy's in they eyeballs
They gon' try to make you forget what you saw
Seen the Grammys, need a Oscar
Now I'm proud like I'm Oscar
So I'm snaggin' all my pennies
Future daughter gon' be wild
Lost bands to mistakes, lost power, Pootie Tang
I cannot wait to put my brother on this play, so then we can both have the

Chorus
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, yeah
They'll die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, uh
It's a check