[Intro: Fat Money]
No you can't be on the fuckin' album lil bro
Wait your turn

[Chorus: Fat Money]
Pops home, I ain't gettin' frisked
I put your security at risk
Pops home, I ain't gettin' frisked
I put your security at risk
I put your security at risk
You got insecurities, miss
You act prematurely, you pissed

[Interlude: Fat Money]
I know you pissed off, but uh
This what we not gon' do
You know what I'm sayin?

[Chorus: Fat Money]
Fuck bein' frisked
I put your security at risk

[Verse 1: Fat Money]
I walk anywhere without a blick
No war'll come without a risk
They gon let me in, give me this
You a snake I can hear the hiss
[Chorus: Fat Money]
'Fore I get frisked
I put your security at risk, yeah
Before I get frisked
I put your security at risk, yеah

[Verse 2: Fat Money]
I just gave the junior [?] a kiss
Come look at thе purity of this
I'm big as Rick Rubin in the buis'
Yeah
Everybody musically was kids
Who put the maturity in this?
You ain't Chris Stokes 'cause you Chris
I ain't goin' out like Fizz
Yeah, pops home, point me to the grits
Pour me some more sugar in this shit
What is scrambled eggs with the grits
I put the security at risk
Yeah, don't be askin' me shit
Like, "Ye, when that new album 'bouta hit?"
Or, "Ye, when you came out with them new kicks?"