[Producer Tag 1: Ham Sandwich]
That's me on the beat by the way

[Intro: Ham Sandwich]
Ladies and gentlemen, could you believe it? (Ladies and gentlemen, could you believe it?)
It’s Ham Sandwich and company, back at it again with another wacky, quirky, [?] (It's Ham Sandwich and company, back at it again with another wacky, quirky, [?])
Ugh, okay

[Producer Tag 2: Ham Sandwich & [?]]
Wow, what do ya' know? A Ham Sandwich!

[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
My money long like the time that your daddy has been at the market (Damn!)
I be riding in the foreign, pull up at McDonald’s
Handicap or not, don't matter where I park it (Skrrt! Skrrt!)
Yuh, fuck a granny tryna' get a McDouble (Yuh, bitch!)
Your bitch on my face and she lovin' the stubble (Uh-huh, yeah)
I grab on a titty, I'm baby, I suckle (Uh-huh, yeah)
I'm sippin' the Sizzurp like Radical Russell (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Ciyo]
My money long as the Great Wall of China
I'm breakin’ the walls of yo’ bitch's vagina
She climbs up on top, then she falls like Niagra
My money’s as long as my dick on Viagra
Hand on the chrome 'cause the gun so big (Hand on the chrome 'cause the gun so big)
And the money so long that it shoots gold bricks (And the money so long that it shoots gold bricks)
Said, "The barrel so big, I could bill you the bullet"
All you hear is, *Explosion*, when a real n***a pull it
[Skit: Breeton Boi]
So, um, sir?
Just how long is ya' money?
Um

[Verse 3: Breeton Boi]
My money long like the testaments
My money always be keepin’ that relevance (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Ain't payin' tax 'cause that trash is irrelevent (Yuh, [?])
My money large like the hate for the President (Trump!)
My money longer than anything you've ever seen (Uh)
I ain't talkin' 'bout lines for rollercoasters or limousines (Okay, okay)
Man, I feel like that guy at Popeyes, I'm pulling out the beam (Okay, okay)
I just wanted the chicken, and then I'm off of the scene (Yuh) (Phew!)

[Verse 4: Blax]
My money longer than War and Peace (Yuh!)
Not talkin' one, I mean four of these (Aye!)
Your money small like my warranty
Mess with my money, get blown back like Dorothy
Shoot 'til it clicks, there ain't no place like home
And my money way longer than A Game of Thrones
So you best pay your dues, like a Lannister
"None of these rappers can handle ya'"
Bitch, better bring me your manager (Bitch, better bring me your manager)
[Verse 5: Chubbz]
My money long like a Burger King drive-through (Drive-through)
Got so much of it that I'll never fly through (Fly through)
I lied a bit, you know that isn't quite true (Quite true)
'Cause my money long like a fuckin' time loop (Time loop)
I don't give a fuck, believe it or not (Yuh)
I can decide to retrieve it or not (Okay)
You broke, boy, here's some, receive it or not (Yuh)
Lucky I'm selfless, I'm leaving a lot (Okay)

[Verse 6: Politicess]
My money longer than regular shipping
If you got that shit, then your money is slipping (Yuh, aye)
But my money longer than my mother whipping me (Yuh)
I am not joking, that shit really hurt
Ouch! (Ouch!)
My money short like a pen
But it gets longer converted to yen
Keep about ten mills in my pocket
But please do not kill me, my money, you got it

[Break: Camille]
Doom! Doom! Doom!
Ah!

[Verse 7: Mir Blackwell]
My money long like a giantess
If it could talk, it'd be louder than riots is
Man breakin' silences
My money long like Super Saiyan 3
Or Kawhi hands, ya' chick play with D'
My money long like a pole that you pole vault with
That's why ya' chick keep bouncin' like the pogo stick
It's like Frozone, kid, 'cause my wrist was icy
Money long like Shenron, you wish you was like me
[Verse 8: Radical Russell]
My money long like the lifespan of a sea turtle (My money long like the lifespan of a sea turtle, woah!)
All y'all phony rappers make me hurl (All y'all phony rappers make me hurl)
I'm the greatest rapper in the world (I'm the greatest rapper in the world, that's a fact!)
I'm an animal, I got a lion in me (I'm an animal, I got a lion in me, in my soul!)
My money long, but you won't get a dime out of me (My money long, but you won't get a dime out of me)
You say you got bars, boy, you're lyin' to me (You say you got bars, boy, you're lyin' to me)
Ask for a feature? You won't get a rhyme out of me (Ask for a feature? You won't get a rhyme out of me)

[Verse 9: iamchriscraig & [?]]
My money long like the shoes on Shaquille (My money long like the shoes on Shaquille)
Long as my clips, know I'm shootin' to kill (Long as my clips, know I'm shootin' to kill)
Long as the wait for a limo' to drive you to prom', but in traffic to get your crib (Long as the wait for a limo' to drive you to prom', but in traffic to get your crib)
Long as my Johnny, you know what it is (Long as my Johnny, you know what it is)
I'm a big body, Gimbraltar the kid (I'm a big body, Gimbraltar the kid)
Long as the reach of the arms of Dhalsim (Long as the reach of the arms of Dhalsim)
Spit Yoga Fire to burn off your limbs (Spit Yoga Fire to burn off your limbs, Hell nah)

[Verse 10: Aerial Ace & Douglas Lawrence]
My money long like Oprah recitals
It do the talking for me like I hit the dial
Money long as fuck, it's like eight miles
Yo' cards declinin' on a free trial
Wreck ya' world like Pluto, mess with me, Fido
Get pimp slapped like slick back this ice in yo' face (Face)
You bitin' my frost, that's expensive taste
You just hate to see it, like I sprayed some mace (My eye—)
Uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Outro: Ham Sandwich]
Now that, that right there, is some long money