[Intro]
N***a you got me fucked up
Out here fuckin' with these weak ass hoes like you don't know where home is n***a
Answer your damn phone
Keep fuckin' playin' with me, that's why I got the homies lookin' for your ass

[Verse 1: AFN Peso]
Lookin' for me? Check these streets
Smokin' like chiefs, sippin' lean like this shit free
Poured a six in a deuce, I was gone after the three
(RONRON do that shit)
I don't sip green, bitch please, that shit cheap
Straight dough hunting, yeah, it won't stop
I never had shit and now they hate on what I got
Focused on my knots, play with that, I grab the Glock
Tell that bitch to knock, nobody home, we raid the spot
Straight dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same n***as ran up on you at your job
N***a you ain't pimpin', your baby mama a hoe bitch
She like how I spend big bands, be gettin' blowed quick
Boss shit, yeah, that's just the goon though
Chop suey totin', it split n***as like field goals
Case closed, weird ass n***as don't get no pesos
Touch this gold, send shooters for what they paid for
Headshot, closed curtain, these n***as G5
P-R-P's, n***a please, got pimp Levis
Balmain jeans, me and Deez spent like sixteen
Big ass thirties, only gave the n***a like sixteen
Marley and Anoka, trippin', tryna blam that
Poured off the Hi-Tech, bitch where my Act at?
MCM bag fully loaded, where the strap at?
If she ain't got no dope tell that stupid hoe to back back
Goonies, yeah, you know the gang
Same n***as ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, get bucked and get banged
N***as know what I claim, we dough hunting for cake
[Chorus: AFN Peso]
N***a dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same n***as ran up on you and did jaws
Same n***as ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting

[Verse 2: Fenix]
Looking for me? Check these streets
Bitch I'm poured off a five, cook a n***a like deep dish
Freak bitch, fuck a whole team on some freak shit
G shit, I spend like twenty bands inside of Neiman
Marcus, n***as talkin' beef until we spark it
S550, I'm a baller, n***a park it
N***as rappin' what they spend on clothes, don't get me started
Gucci, Louis, Fendi on my body, beg your pardon?
N***as talkin' like they really reckless, he a target
I'm at Saks Fifth with a fifty by my armpit
Bitch n***a, broke n***a, you a joke n***a
I don't know his homie but I'm shootin' at 'em both n***a
I'm riding 'round in the foreign makin' big bread
You the type of n***a who be worried if your bitch fed
Dough hunting, yeah, we need the money
Fiending for the juice so I got some syrup coming
[Chorus: AFN Peso]
N***a dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same n***as ran up on you and did jaws
Same n***as ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting

[Verse 3: Ohgeesy]
Drug dealers, stealers, yeah that's all that I rock with
You rock with the opps, that's who you gon' get shot with
Jump a n***a like a moshpit
Lil bitch, yeah, I'm flyer than a cockpit
Air Force 1's, they ain't regular, they ostrich
If I get her to the crib, believe we gon' all hit
Raffy and the Ricky on me, yeah that's all drip
We fuck the party up, flu flam, then we all dip
Hundreds in my pocket, yeah they all blue, they all Crip
Hundred n***as with me and believe we gon' all trip
You best wipe your shoes when you walk into a boss crib
Twelve get behind me, all this dope, I'ma toss it

[Chorus: AFN Peso]
N***a dough hunting, yeah, you know the mob
Same n***as ran up on you and did jaws
Same n***as ran up on you for that chain
Don't play tough, you know what I claim
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting
My n***as dough hunting, dough hunting