[Intro: FMB DZ]
Yeah, y'all know what time it is in bitch
Turnaround gang, bitch, Fast Money Boyz, huh
What's up, Jig? What's up, Sada?

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
Young n***a came up from the bottom
I told Smoke if he slip, then I got him
I need a pint for the low, holler at Sada
Jig ridin' shotgun with that chopper
It ain't no limit with this shit, Silkk the Shocker
Where would I be without my motherfuckin' doctor?
Gang gang in this bitch, do my partners
You fuck with Scrat, I gotta knock you off the roster
Your bitch wanna suck some dick, it's gon' cost her
I ain't a shrimp like your n***a, I'ma boss her
I'm a Fast Money Boy, Turnaround Gang member
If you ain't what you bigs, fuck, you shouldn't have came with her
She all on my dick, she love the way the chain glitter
I'm always on tip, I ain't scared of nan n***a
You better tuck your bitch when you see the gang, n***a
Hit the club and wе gon' trip, [?] rain, n***a (Hold up, yeah)

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
Yeah, Red Zonе gang member
Fuck your n***a bitch just 'cause Blood came with her
N***as used to hold me in the same gang with me
Now I'm killin' n***as, can't nobody hang with me
Yeah, Red Zone gang member
Fuck your n***a bitch just 'cause Blood came with her
N***as used to hold me in the same gang with me
Now I'm killin' n***as, can't nobody hang with me
[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
Black buffs, beat a n***a ass, feel like Johnny Cage
Black 40, shoot him in his gut, make his body change
In the club, fuck a n***a bitch, like her body language
Five n***as with me, everybody dangerous
I'm on some motherfuckin' Molly, so my face tainted
I just dropped a n***a, had to make sure my aim right
Skuba Steve Sada Baby, ho, make my name right
Just got some neck from a ho, ain't get her name right
Give a n***a hands if the boy think he real tough
Paid two bands for these motherfuckin' real buffs
Fifteen on my earrings look like earmuffs
Five hundred for the rose buffs, fuck some handcuffs, uh

[Verse 3: Hardwork Jigg]
N***as snitchin' to the world, I'm my own gang member
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you and whoever hang with you
If you phony, we ain't homies, I ain't in that lane with you
Get that money, get that money or I cannot hang with you (Ayy)
Too short, feelin' like Too $hort
Fuck hoes, then I'm gettin' money, call me Too Sport
P.O got me on the run, I don't do court (Naw)
RIP bro, why he had to go? I wish I knew more
Tag with me, free 80's, that's the logo (Free 80's)
Girlfriend trippin', think she love me, I don't know, though
Way before designers on the belts, it was four-fours
Make a n***a bounce off the stick, no homo
And I see you n***as copycattin' (Lame)
Diss sucker, down talkin', n***a, how'd that happen? (How?)
No booth in the kitchen, took an hour wrap it
If you see me miss a show, bitch, I'm probably trappin'
[Outro: Hardwork Jigg, Sada Baby & FMB DZ]
N***as snitchin' to the world, I'm my own gang member
Red Zone gang member
Fuck your n***a bitch just 'cause Blood came with her
I'm a Fast Money Boy, Turnaround Gang member
I'm a Fast Money Boy, Turnaround Gang—