[Intro: Jeeezy]
Why these n***as mad we gettin' money now?
(Ayy, Juce, let me know somethin')

[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
He a fake n***a, he can't come around (Can't come around)
Why these n***as mad we gettin' money now?
Ex-bitch was a rat, yeah, I'm single now (Bitch)
Twenty bitches on my dick, I can't settle down (Settle down)
They don't know the real meaning, I'm gon' break it down (Break it down)
They don't let us in the door, it's gettin' kicked down
We'll turn a n***a block to a ghost town
Said she not a ho, let me check your background (Bitch)
See it in they eyes, n***as hatin', man, they envious
She want me to wife her, all the homies hit, you serious? (The fuck?)
In this V12, this bitch fast and it's furious
We got Henny and Patrón, grab a cup, ain't no beer with us
Thirty ball up for a rainy day (Real fast)
You ain't talkin' money, bitch, watch me fade away (Bitch)
She can't be without me like she Mary J
Flyest n***a in the room, watch me levitate

[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
We don't bang, but got more blues than a Crip n***a (We got straps)
All these bitches packed in, I can't fit n***as (Can't fit)
Got his baby mama EBT, I'm eatin' fish, n***a (That's on God)
She gon' pay me just to fuck, I ain't no trick, n***a (Hell nah)
Iron Mike diamonds in my ear how they hit, n***a (Bling, baow)
Keep big timers, Manny Fresh on my wrist, n***a (Big timers)
Pourin' deuces in the can soda, I'm a sick n***a (Sick n***a)
N***a flexin' ten hundreds on me, that ain't shit, n***a (That ain't shit)
With my n***a Rucci at the Roxy, yeah, it's lit, n***a (Yeah, it's lit)
Throwin' money all in the crowd like some rich n***as (Rich n***as)
My bitch always fly, but she mean like a witch, n***a (Witch, n***a)
BucksClan do it big, Kanye shirts (Do it big)
All this money, n***as could've bought a Kanye verse (That's on God)
I'ma wife my bitch, I gotta fuck Ashanti first (Gotta fuck Ashanti)
Smokin' big 'Woods, n***a, I don't pop no Percs (Never, none)
In the coupe ridin', n***a, I don't got no shirt (I don't got no shirt)
[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
These n***as can't see me, John Cena (John Cena)
Ass so big like the sun, think she Trina (Bitch bad)
Bring my blower to the game like Arenas (Bitch)
We ain't pullin' up in Regals, we in Demons (Hell nah)
Yeah, I'm with your bitch, she finna drive the boat
You would think it was a lemon, how I do the Ghost (Bad)
Bitch blowin' up my phone, she do the most (Do the most)
Mike Epps-ass n***as, you n***as jokes

[Verse 4: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Every time I ball, triple double, ain't no coachin' me (Fuck a coach)
Lame n***as, weak bitches can't get close to me (Nah)
N***a beatin' all on his bitch 'cause she postin' me ('Cause she post)
Clan strand packed in this 'Wood, it keep chokin' me (Goddamn)
Louis Vuitton spikes on my feet, yeah, they pokin' me (Bitch, I'm bleedin')
Lil' scammer bitch keep me drippin', she be soakin' me (That bitch swipe)
Bitches beggin' to get in our section like, "I hope it's me"
All ten of 'em just threw a thousand, are you joking me? (I ain't playin')
We just cracked for a whole hundred, all this yolk on me (All this yolk)
Trey faced a five, lookin' like he finna poke on me
Donuts in a foreign, yeah, n***a, all this smoke for me
Pullin' up ten foreigns, same n***as that was broke with me

[Verse 5: Jeeezy]
She like, "N***a, ain't you BlueBucks?" Yeah, she notice me (Bucks)
N***a think he hard, pull his card, I'm exposin' him (Bitch)
Billy hit me up FaceTime with a forty P (Forty piece)
Poppin' pills with your bitch, I can't go to sleep
Yeah, this bitch bad, she so thick, but she crazy (She so crazy)
Stop hatin', tell your bitch I miss her, that's my baby (That's my baby)
In the wintertime, but she blowin' like the AC (Like the AC)
Knock it off, bitch, we just fuckin', you can't date me (Bitch)