[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, with some shooters, they shoot on sight
Real rich n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Get whatever she like
She so bad, that I just had to make her mine
Made it off the block, dedicated to the grind
Money, money, money, only thing that's on my mind

[Verse 1: Poundside Pop]
Money, money, money, I hope the money make it right
Money, money, money, I don't care about the price
That's my bust it baby, yeah, she do it how I like
Told her I be home, baby girl, just keep it tight
We just some real North n***as, in them trentches shooting dice
What you know 'bout living reckless, out there gamblin' with your life?
I'm a real boss, baby, so I gotta move precise
Lil shorty caught me doing wrong, so I buy her what she like
Take her home, she gon' ride it with no bike
Fuck it, I could buy a bitch, I'll buy her twice
Want another lover, you can't live this life
Just a real street n***a, do what I like
[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, with some shooters, they shoot on sight
Real rich n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Get whatever she like
She so bad, that I just had to make her mine
Made it off the block, dedicated to the grind
Money, money, money, only thing that's on my mind

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Real street n***a, hell no, I don't mind tricking on a bitch that I like
I'm a hustling ass n***a, getting money like riding a bike
Fuck I look like, signing for ice?
Get money in a day, we sliding at night
Babies with me, it look like a catfish, you know I keep a savage
Say you want some work, my boy, come cop from me
Everytime they cop a key, my hoes go on a shopping spree
Won't ever hear me cop a plee, come turn up, come cop a P
They know me in the club, when I walk in, don't ever got ID
All my bitches know they thick, spent attention on my fit
Couple bitches hold me, didn't want me, now they on my dick
Cuban sitting on my chest, diamond link around my wrist
You don't really think I'm rich off racks, you think I'm selling bricks
[Chorus: Poundside Pop]
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, with some shooters, they shoot on sight
Real rich n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real street n***a, lil bitch, I do what I like
Real rich n***a, my bitch get whatever she like
Get whatever she like
She so bad, that I just had to make her mine
Made it off the block, dedicated to the grind
Money, money, money, only thing that's on my mind