[Intro: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Lil' bitch, we get busy
Grrah
Yeah, yeah
Get money
With my n***a Bizz'
Bizzy
(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)
Yeah

[Chorus: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Runnin' up that bank, we get busy, motion be the business
Bitch, I'm young and turnt, I'm on the way, I'm like the biggest sentence
Take that n***a bitch, get in the mouth just like I was a dentist
We run up that cake, these n***as hate because they know we winnin'
Bitch, I got my pole in every state, so I ain't nеver trippin' (Rrah)
N***as only love me in my facе, that's 'cause they know I'm winnin'
We be fuckin' hours off this Perc' and she love every minute
She told me I could nut anywhere, her face is where I finish
Yeah, she a nasty ho, that lil' bitch a freak
Beat her down and then I kick her out, that lil' bitch for the streets
Bitch, I wake up, chase that money, do that seven days a week
He ain't tryna get no money, he a dummy, that boy geek
Uh, these n***as pussy, yeah, they broke, just tryna beef
Uh, opps don't say my name up in these songs 'cause I'ma tweak (Rrah)
Uh, bitch, we in the trenches, we still trappin' out the East
We got Cutters, we got Hats, and we got P's, what you need?
[Verse 1: Luh Tyler]
Yeah, I don't think you heard me, n***as slimy, yeah, they movin' dirty
I'm chasin' paper early, n***a try somethin', make his ass get sturdy (Rrah)
Make his ass get sturdy, he gon' dance, run him out his pants
N***as chasin' hoes, yeah, they plan, bitch, I'm chasin' bands
N***as like to hate, but on the low, n***as really fans
Bitch, we makin' bands, not no friends, n***a, we ain't playin'
N***a, we ain't playin', bitch, I'm feelin' like that man
N***as, they just wishin' for that bag, they don't got no plan
Yeah, n***a, you gotta go and get it
Bronem spinnin' 'til they dizzy
Slide the city, me and Bizzy
N***as mad, I got 'em pissin'
That bitch an eater, she can't kiss me (Ugh)
N***as bitchin' like some sissies
Run that bag up, I'ma be the richest (For sure)

[Verse 2: Bizzy Banks]
Yeah, run that bag up, I'ma be the richest (Facts)
Bitch, I had ten bands, I made a plan and now I got a ticket
N***a try to touch my chain, then you know I'ma click it
How the fuck you think you gon' get rich if you don't never risk it? (Rrah)
I'm in the trenches every day, I'm walkin' with a biscuit
He think that he got a good girl, I show him how his bitch get (Haha)
She from DR, never seen snow, I show her how my wrist get (Word)
She got real head, she 4'11", she a lil' thick bitch
He tried to flex with that lil' staff, we shot him in his six-pack (Rrah)
He tried to shit up on the 'net, now that boy in a shit bag
Uh, told that bitch I cheated first, she gotta go get her lick back (Ha)
I left my cell and hit billboard, they like, "Yeah, Bizzy did that"
[Chorus: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Runnin' up that bank, we get busy, motion be the business
Bitch, I'm young and turnt, I'm on the way, I'm like the biggest sentence
Take that n***a bitch, get in the mouth just like I was a dentist
We run up that cake, these n***as hate because they know we winnin'
Bitch, I got my pole in every state, so I ain't never trippin' (Rrah)
N***as only love me in my face, that's 'cause they know I'm winnin'
We be fuckin' hours off this Perc' and she love every minute
She told me I could nut anywhere, her face is where I finish
Yeah, she a nasty ho, that lil' bitch a freak
Beat her down and then I kick her out, that lil' bitch for the streets
Bitch, I wake up, chase that money, do that seven days a week
He ain't tryna get no money, he a dummy, that boy geek
Uh, these n***as pussy, yeah, they broke, just tryna beef
Uh, opps don't say my name up in these songs 'cause I'ma tweak (Rrah)
Uh, bitch, we in the trenches, we still trappin' out the East
We got Cutters, we got Hats, and we got P's, what you need?