[Intro]
Uhh
Boss  Don shit
Four  Horsemen, yeah
Grease
Gain Greene
See  imma ride on you n***as

[Chorus]
N***a  freeze put your hands in the sky
If you wondering why
N***a  you fittin' to die (Die)
We get the cash
Put it up in the stash
200 plus on the dash
You  see the roof in my eyes
I'm like boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo (Need that money)
I-I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like (Got 'em Grease)
I-I need more money right now

[Verse 1]
N***a we finna hit the gutter choke
Chains packed, n***a pick your garbage up
I can't understand how people still fuckin' with this n***a, he a bitch
That pussy never did a bid, never hit a crib in his whole life
That n***a steal loot
Wanna double back
Don't touch him
That n***a will shoot (Pop-pop)
While you speaking, he'll murder any bitch
Can't a n***a in no prison tell you I was a snitch (Eh-eh)
I was Rambo
Had a little handle
Ready to go to war if you tried to touch the channel
Randle, Cunningham scramble, scandals
Always out here courtin'
From Harlem to Boston
Money up, pinky ring glossin'
Baby I'm the streets
Fuck is you n***as talkin'? (Fuck is you talkin' bout?)
Got these rappers tryna sabotage the Boss Don image (Guess what?)
This shit is only extravagant
[Chorus]
N***a freeze put your hands in the sky
If you wondering why
N***a you fittin' to die (Die)
We get the cash
Put it up in the stash
200 plus on the dash
You see the roof in my eyes (See the roof)
I'm like boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I-I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like
I-I need more money right now

[Verse 2]
You see
Nobody could do it like the Boss Don it baby
I could floss on you baby
I can, strive to be the greatest
Look at these Byrdgang bitches (Look at 'em baby)
They tryna fade us
He got what you n***as up
I gave 'em a wave
I rather you n***as talk instead
Stead I gotta put up with this bullshit
Lip singin' bitches steady doin' it
Heavy coke products, steady movin' it
24/7 we be trappin' in the hood
Gettin' it together
My n***a, no matter what the weather
Imma put it where your heart beats
Stop a n***a blood flow
All you gotta do is let a thug know
If I gotta go, imma be remembered as a great
Me and Dame Grease
We come from the same street
We come with that Gain Greene (Gain Greene baby, uh-huh)
We come with that goon work
Get you bitches wavy when the tool squirt
Put 'em up
[Chorus]
N***a freeze put your hands in the sky
If you wondering why
N***a you fittin' to die (Die)
We get the cash
Put it up in the stash
200 plus on the dash
You see the roof in my eyes
I'm like boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I-I need more money like
Boo-ooo-ooo-ooo
I need more money like
I-I need more money right now