[Intro]
It's a well known fact man
We been gettin money since get money
And we still gettin money baby

[Verse]
Fresh out the block with a hunnid bands
Shawty said she fuck the money, she don't want a man
Feel like Kobe I been ballin with my right hand
These n***as plottin keep a 30 on my nightstand
What you don't like music, when you don't got bands
All these damn guns around me [?] like hands
I'm afraid to go out, police they don't like n***as
Run up on me I'm gon catch a life sentence
I make the money jump while that bitch is hittin switches
Send a shit [?] get up in the business
Flexin on a fuck n***a I don't like fitness
Always talk about it but n***a you don't like bitches
Call this choppa [?] more than kisses
Pull this bitch right out [?] he made the wrong decision
Broke n***as always wanna knuckle up
Boy I keep a strap on me better buckle up
You a call [?] we don't give a fuck
Or you can call us NASA cuz we send him up
Yo hoe goin down but the paper up
God damn my hand hurt from all the paper cuts
Bring the sweeper on the block told em eat dust
I'm havin money baby I don't want that free lunch
I smoke loud you gon have to speak up
My neck cold now I know when that heat come