[Chorus:]
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay

[Verse 1:]
Yea, the yeah, with the yea
See it in your eyes, you ain’t but that you gay
P*ssy, it ain’t coming down
It is up there, Yea, with the yeah lay you out
Rest in peace my n***a, we ain’t creeping
We riding, we ain’t slipping
My n***a we all bout beef and reef
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
Run up in your house bitch, I don’t wear a mask
All my youngsters bout that dumb shit
All they wanna do is just dumb shit
Got a game to call, we don’t miss
Two hundred rounds in the drum for your clip
Ain’t no life in that n***a, he a ghost
I put that dick in the chopper and do the most
You outta here

[Chorus:]
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay

[Verse 2:]
I’m B - A - B - A - C - C- H -C - E- B - 4 - 7 [?]
Yea that’s me, I’m on some dumb shit
I got the yea with the yea
Pull up on in the curb, box body with the rag
I’m talking dumb shit
I drive an hour to pick up the product
Go all that gangsta then go [?]
We back, no limit ain’t got no limit
We promise fully automatic, we go out in semis

[Chorus:]
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay

[Verse 3:]
Listen, I be going 8, really going 8
Waiting all in your bushes like a rattlesnake
123 with the gun straps, I’m with the yea with the yea
You probably get clapped
I be putting in work, really putting in work
Make that motherf*cker jump, make that bitch jerk
I be going dumb, you know retarded
I got the red beam on my Glock 40

[Chorus]
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay

[Verse 4:]
They come from one town, you will get pumped down
We make dumb, dumb shit like we from Buck Town
Go get your big dog like yea, homie yea
And I’m gon’ lick that bitch up like I’m from Trinidad
Bring out that black trunk, black mask
Do you something awful
One of them is a boxed up ring and some joints
So I can fix em one of that meatball shit
Then I pop out them bushes with a new drumstick like

[Chorus:]
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay
Yea, with the yeah, with the yea
I be on these streets getting money, I can pay

[Outro:]
Yeah I can bet on it, yes
Big money mix the yea with the yea
Yeah I can bet on it yes
How you getting money
I can bet on it yes
Come on