YC (Yung Chris)
Yeah
[Chorus: Chill Will]
Tell them whole lot of copper when I pull up
Real n***as in the building, when I show up
Yeah
Yeah
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Shawty say she wanna ride, tell her come on
Big money in the building, what you ain't on
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[Verse 1: Chill Will]
I do what you can't do
I go where you can't go
You be eating biscuits
I be eating bankrolls
Never in the basement
Always on the top floor
Unites in the basement
Money on the top floor
Hoes wanna fuck me
Haters wanna be me
Easy, I just make the shit look easy
And since the work coming in by the boatload
I can spend 30,000 on the wardrobe
Name got so high, that I got a tan
Much money I got, I could buy some land
Got em stand like kids in a mini van
But these ain't kids in the mini van
I done counted so much, that my thumbs green
I can get a hundred year I seen
I done counted so much, I got the green thumb
Everybody balling out when the square come
[Chorus: Chill Will]
Tell them [?] when I pull up
Real n***as in the building, when I show up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Yeah
Shawty say she wanna ride, tell her come on
Big money in the building, what you ain't on
Yeah
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[Verse 2: YC]
Searching for love, shit, I'm searching for a plug
Money, sex and drugs
YC, Chill and Thug
Talking peso, dinero, lego my eggo
About that paper, knock your meat out your taco
Run your name red hot, to get your wrist cold
I'm talking 752, 50 every 313
Ain't nothing clean round this bitch
Everything dirty, 'cause we working
Hey
You think the hot light on the way we save hoes
Acrobatic, the way a n***a flip hoes
Fly no wins, smoke Kush, no seeds
Eyes red, no beam, this shit ain't easy as seems
All I see is the green
Money and greedy
Smell like Kush and greed
I can count for a week
Love to count that cash
Need a bitch with an ass
And a car with a stash
Black tool and a mask
[Chorus: Chill Will]
Tell them whole lot of copper when I pull up
Real n***as in the building, when I show up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Shawty say she wanna ride, tell her come on
Big money in the building, what you ain't on
Yeah
Yeah
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[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Thug life like Pac, what it do, dawg?
Put some chains on a fuck n***a head, now that's a fruit call
Should be named J.D.Y., 'cause we'll just do y'all
I control this motherfucking world, n***a, mute y'all
I mean shoot y'all, talking 'bout I got choppers for real
The jewelry got a young n***a sick, but your ho can play doctor like Phil
Drink lean, I pop mollys, no liquor no pills
Want dope, have half of the money on that first pill
And if you play, I will let my homie give you a will
And my life backwoods, so if you write it just name it real book
And been had white, so one of them chapters gonna have a [?]
Pull up on me with that brick, then n***a, that's [?]
Let's go
[Chorus: Chill Will]
Tell them whole lot of copper when I pull up
Real n***as in the building, when I show up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Shawty say she wanna ride, tell her come on
Big money in the building, what you ain't on
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah