[D. McKenzie]
Fuck you thought this was, n***a pay up
Bitch i'm in my bag like a lay up, uh
Is you really paid or was that made up
Damn yo money faker than some make up, uh
Do my evil laugh to the bank bruh, ha ha ha
Money keep on coming so I save it up, ha ha
Like a wolf, how I creep up on my pray, uh huh
Tell my angels and my demons i'm gon pray for us

[ONI INC]
Run it up
I'm deaf unless we talkin bout the money
Run it up
A chef wit the torch goin dumby
Run it up
Your yearly be my weekly spending money
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
I'm deaf unless we talkin bout the money
Run it up
A chef wit the torch goin dumby
Run it up
Your yearly be my weekly spending money
Always yelling in yo raps that your rich so it's funny
I'm on my Jonny Craig shit bitch I want your money
Jordan Belfort my accounts I stay goin dumby
Got a Quaalude high whenever i'm with Jack
Hairer, never that target on your back
No I won't pay the price for what the fuck I want
Call me Ransom Fargo I got the funds
Addicted to ass and glitz
Touring signing tits
Fat dabs off my rig
God reception every gig

[D. McKenzie]
Yeah all this green it got you jaded see the envy on y'all face
You sippin on that hateration but don't like the way it taste
Give a fuck about yo problems n***a run yo fuckin race
If you just go fuckin get it, everything gon be straight

[ONI INC]
Run it up
I'm deaf unless we talkin bout the money
Run it up
A chef wit the torch goin dumby
Run it up
Your yearly be my weekly spending money
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
I'm deaf unless we talkin bout the money
Run it up
A chef wit the torch goin dumby
Run it up
Your yearly be my weekly spending money
Always yelling in yo raps that your rich so it's funny