Frank Sinatra
Pe$o
[Intro: Budd Dwyer]
DJ $crim with that 808

[Verse 1: NORMAN ATOMIC]
Motherfucker, pass the buck
Or should I say bucks?
I could give a fuck about ifs, ands, or buts
You still getting cut because this is a team, and you not with us
We summing up funds, we funding our sums
To you this is work, to me this fun
Atilla the Hun, dread what we become
We chewin' up CEOs, spittin' out bums
We never stuck in a rut, Norman Atomic is pissing that mud
Ridin' clean in the muck, diamonds gleaming in my semen
Get the meaning? Now she screaming, "Put yo' seed in my gut!"
I'm like, "slut, you fucking nuts—you best believe I'm about bust"
Get on your knees and please just suck (Suck)
What? (What?)
You got a problem with it?
Well, I could give a fuck
I'm finna pluck you like a flower petal
Drop you back down to that bottom level

[Verse 2: ANTHONY MARS]
My ambitions as a rider, I'm a shotta bumping 'Pac and Biggie
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot
Or you can meet this semi (grrah!)
Listenin' to Em while I'm smokin' and I'm poppin' pillies
Switch it to Weezy, sipping sleazy, thinking about a milli' (Woo!)
This that dirty south, cracker, junkie that you heard of
Pill popping, armed robber, always talking slurred up (What?)
Chopped and screwed, sippin' juice, fuckin' love that syrup (Woo)
Sick fuck, psycho goonies, no, them meds won't cure us
This New Orleans, killers lurkin', maybe rob a tourist
Lord, forgive me if I'm slippin' and them haters burn us
I just don't know no other way, $crimmy always fucked up
Yeah, yeah, yeah