Verse 1: Max-Pain
Uh! This ya boy Max-Pain
YMCMB, shot out Mack Maine
Yeahhhh, I love this shit
Every n***a know, ya girl love dick
Ha! I seen that Clit
I ate it up, pitch yo fit
Uh, I been here a fuckin' year
I don't contact Bad Boy, they some fuckin queers
Uh, so cut off they fuckin ears
We goin to war, hand me a fuckin spear

Hook: Lil JJ
Uh, we go hard around here
So ya better keep ya brad from around here
Yeah, we just Fresh Money
We go hard because we are Fresh Money
Uh, Go hard...

Verse 2: LilSquad
Its Fresh Money, you know who we are
Lambo's, Gatti's we got every car
Yeah, & we don't give hoes rides
Fresh Money on top, all Jay got is pride
Uh, my team the best
Fuck with any of em, put a gun to ya chest
Uh, & I'm signed so I'm blessed
Been here two years, Us leaving is not to expect
Yeah, no lean only Sprite in the cup
We signed Unit back, like n***a wassup
Uh....

Hook: Lil JJ
Uh, we go hard around here
So ya better keep ya brad from around here
Yeah, we just Fresh Money
We go hard because we are Fresh Money
Uh, Go hard...

Verse 3: Lil JJ
Uh, You a vegetable, hop in my soup
Don't worry bout me, I got plenty coupes
Shoot ya face, & make it droop
Fresh Money colder than 2 scoop
Yeah, shoot ya in ya brain, watch ya shit spill
My n***a I'm faded off Weed & Pills
Yeahhhh, I'm such a good rapper
Y'all ain't real, yall are like actors
Haha, Its Fresh Mula baby, yall need to sign
But shit, The money make ya go blind
Uh, What would the game do if I left?
Everybody fake Fresh Money the only reals left

Verse 4: Stunna
Should've went Solo, 
But Jay can convince
I own a rap complex, n***a pay ya rent
Uh, hoes blow up the cell
When Wayne was in Rikers
Hoes blew up his cell
Uh, Kill yo ass, dump the body like waste
I just wanna say, I love pussies taste
Jay our coach, he sit back & call plays

Hook: Lil JJ
Uh, we go hard around here
So ya better keep ya brad from around here
Yeah, we just Fresh Money
We go hard because we are Fresh Money
Uh, Go hard...