[Intro]
(BandGang)

[Verse 1: BandGang Javar & Skilla Baby]
I make money sitting on my ass like an office job
Hate the code, I ain't coming out it's under twenty-five
Young n***a, up three hundred something, they need twenty-nine (BandGang)
I wasn't paying all these bitches' bills, I'd be at five
I ain't spent 200 on them houses, probably be at eight
They bringin' fifty P's every month, fuck it, I can wait
Ain't worried 'bout that lil' cheese you slashing, I already ate (Lame)
More chicken than Animal Planet put up in the safe
I don't trust white people, it ain't in my bank
Quarter M off only scams, got that in my Chase
The feds been tryna build a case, you know, just in case
They think I bought the jag with dirty money, I can say it ain't (Prove it)
My bitches know they place
I got good dick and heavy pape, so they always stay (Duh)
Can you blame her? All them Louies, I be spending pape
You don't get paid 'til Friday, be telling bitches wait (Ham)
I ain't stingy, I spend money on my bitches (As I should)
I mean, they the ones that made the money, is that tricking? (Uh-uh)
Just caught the ho I sent to Cali, is shit hitting? (Yessir)
It's water wet like Scream 4, we made a killing
Wanna know how to make a hundred? Read my indictment (Look it up)
Me and Jizzle was going ten a day, just off swiping
Lately I've been fucking with them R's like a pirate
Caught her off the treasure map, it was hard to find it
Free Stone, Dick and Mase, they the MVP's
All the opps cliquing up, they the loser league
Scamming ain't been working out for dog, need to use Indeed
That's why the hoes [?] less they drops, they been switching teams
I be fucking with the trees heavy like a hippy
This ain't the same gas go in your hoopty when it's empty
Like what I put in the jag, it's premium, the Ace 50
I ain't getting out of bed unless you spending 10 with me (Huh?)
[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Wanna make a hundred? Here, come take my phone
If I don't make at least a thousand, I ain't go home (Naw)
Twenty thousand in this week, I ain't change my clothes
I cash out groves (Huh), I play with loaves
Before this rap shit, I used to wrap bricks
I ain't slide, got my mask on just to pack 'fit (Huh)
Can't believe I'm the 'bow man, I used to slap nicks (Huh)
I put the pistol on a n***a mouth like chapstick (Ayy)
I get my 'bows from an Asian on occasion
Call my lawyer, I just bust a white Patek like I'm racist (Ah)
I can't tell you how I get it 'cause it's kinda sacred
I can show you how to get rich with one conversation
I send an ox on the hits, assalamu alaykum
Put one of my bitches on my opps, she a dominatrix
I don't never say shit, I just slide, that's just how I play it
Kinda famous, they be in my business, I kinda hate it
Heard my opps on they block, where's my cellphone?
Get a n***a dropped while I'm shopping on Melrose
I'm a million plus up, still sell 'bows (Huh)
I ain't gon' lie, I love the band life, somebody tell Rose
All white bust Patek, 584 MATIC
5 percent tint, I ain't the one that's gon' get caught in traffic (Naw)
See a n***a, bust a n***a, man, that's automatic
The last troll got pff, for doing all that laughing (Huh)