[Intro: Bandhunta Jugg]
Haha, yeah
Lil Jugg
Izzy, what it is? (Yeah)
Nai Khali, man, we ready to cut up on this motherfucker, look

[Chorus: Nai Khali]
Move slick, no sugarcoating shit
Got backends off a show and I just spent that on a brick
Got hoes like eenie-miney-mo, which one should I pick?
No dividing up my time, somersaults, ain't no splits
I'm just runnin' to the money (Yeah), runnin' to the money (Runnin')
Moon's out, back down, damn, now it's sunny
I'm just runnin' to the money (Runnin'), runnin' to the money (Runnin')
If I front you pack, then it's boomin', bring it to me

[Verse 1: Bandhunta Izzy]
I might jump out, stick, AR got no kick
And my nina pretty, gave that bitch the dick
Ain't no sucker, but bitch, I'm in love with licks
Silly rabbit, no, you better not pull no tricks, uh
Runnin' to the money, go get a bag
Got thirty grand of dope in the stash
Track meet, run through bands fast
Go broke, I'ma go get a mask
Step out, GG on the way
.223 eat n***as' face
Ten bands, that'll beat that case
If it don't, then I'm goin' out of state (Damn)
Me and Jugg, came up nothin', thirties, fifties drummin' (I swear)
These n***as actin' like they want 'em, but these n***as bluffin' (They don't want 'em)
Yeah, I'm a gymnast with these drugs, make 'em flip from nothin' (They flip)
And if it's dope, keep it comin', with that fifth, we cut 'em