[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little n***a
See me when I pull up to the curb, little n***a
My money absurd, little n***a
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little n***a
Hey, these n***as got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you n***as better get your chips up
You already know my style n***a, King Tut
My money pound n***a, King Tut
You could see it in my smile n***a, King Tut
My jewelry look wild n***a, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, yo, see the way I take over Casinos like De Niro said
Reachin' money short, watch how it fold up like a Hero bread
N***a thought he was a Super-friend, now that hero dead
Try to cross this shit, we represent, but that's a zero dread
All of this money I be countin'
And my cup runneth over like a fuckin' water fountain
Any n***a trynna front, I'mma show them shit that's ugly
Throwin' bread until they jealous of your money, lookin' funny
Hold up!
And body shit, that's what a monster do
See me throwin' this money and bitches like a sponsor do
Put the gloves on and beat up a n***a like I'm Kostya Tszyu
And fuck the talkin', just bring me my money like a prostitute
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little n***a
See me when I pull up to the curb, little n***a
My money absurd, little n***a
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little n***a
Hey, these n***as got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you n***as better get your chips up
You already know my style n***a, King Tut
My money pound n***a, King Tut
You could see it in my smile n***a, King Tut
My jewelry look wild n***a, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck

[Verse 2: Reek Da Villian]
Okay, I'm ridin' through your city, blowin' diddies of that icky
Got your wifey in the passenger, I'm ridin', now she lick me
I get money like Mark Cuban and know my bank is heavy
And I grip the 31 like Jason Terry when I'm shootin
ATM in my jeans, bank sittin' on my left thigh
Burn a mansion down and watch it coverin' my left eye
Girl on deck, I just whipped another lick
Now my trap look like black Friday, twelve AM in front of Best Buy
Haha, sour got me all sedated
N***as lookin' at me angry, what's with all the smiley faces?
My deniro like Shapiro, I see Johnny Cochran wages
I'm no lawyer, but they only bring them bottles by the cases
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little n***a
See me when I pull up to the curb, little n***a
My money absurd, little n***a
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little n***a
Hey, these n***as got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you n***as better get your chips up
You already know my style n***a, King Tut
My money pound n***a, King Tut
You could see it in my smile n***a, King Tut
My jewelry look wild n***a, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck

[Verse 3: J-Doe]
Okay now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Test me, best be faster than a rocket
I ain't got no time if it ain't about a profit
If you send me my deposit, I will have your city rockin'
I get the hottest beats, n***as wish that they could rhyme on it
I got the hottest watch, ain't even set the time on it
The way I'm killin' n***as it look like a crime, don't it?
I got the light, with a little bit of lime on it
Okay, now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Whip clean, jet ski attached to the Charger
Bitches want attention and I tell 'em try harder
Got 'em doin' shit I know that's gon' be disgracin' they father
Okay leggo
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little n***a
See me when I pull up to the curb, little n***a
My money absurd, little n***a
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little n***a
Hey, these n***as got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you n***as better get your chips up
You already know my style n***a, King Tut
My money pound n***a, King Tut
You could see it in my smile n***a, King Tut
My jewelry look wild n***a, King Tut
Who else be riding through the town in a Brinks truck