[Verse 1 - Dirty Money]
I like a good girl but you know I love a hood bitch
Used to hold a n***a down before I got hoodrich
Stayed foreign when the hood switched
Break down the bricks and get busy with the buj bitch
What I am is all I ever was, trap money in a trainer box
Bounce back when I took a loss
On everything I own, gonna rap till they book a boss
I still trap, yeah I jugg a lot
I don't know how much time Boogy got
Me and Frenzo due to open up a cooking spot
Get money whilst the rookies watch
And don’t network on the Encro
If your money's dirty like a nympho
One spliff, I'm in limp mode
Open up a nookie spot, dawg I’m in pimp mode

[Hook - Dirty Money & Frenzo Harami]
Hoodrich, money in abundance
Six figure n***a when I seen my first hundred
Still had the worker on the line selling onions
Blowing dirty money in the city that I come from
In the city that I come from
I'm the Paki that them pussyholes run from
Nowadays I'm just tryna get my funds long
Smoke so much Cali, fam I swear that my lungs gone
[Verse 2 - Frenzo Harami]
Just made the money from this honey trap
I blew a hundred bags and just got my money back
And I ain't into all the funny chat
I'd give it all up if I could bring Donny back
And the olders still bunning crack
Give him one hit, I bet he's coming back
They thought that I was done in rap
Done a brick of crack, it was done in wraps
I had them cats doing laps
You might catch me in L Stone, we're brewing that
And you know we've got all the hoes
We’ve got it locked down from Ilford to Walthamstow
We’re bringing packs down through the coast
I laid the MAC down, she's tryna do the most
My black ting loves raw the most
I swear she’s turning white like she saw a ghost

[Hook - Dirty Money & Frenzo Harami]
Hoodrich, money in abundance
Six figure n***a when I seen my first hundred
Still had the worker on the line selling onions
Blowing dirty money in the city that I come from
In the city that I come from
I'm the Paki that them pussyholes run from
Nowadays I'm just tryna get my funds long
Smoke so much Cali, fam I swear that my lungs gone
Hoodrich, money in abundance
Six figure n***a when I seen my first hundred
Still had the worker on the line selling onions
Blowing dirty money in the city that I come from
In the city that I come from
I'm the Paki that them pussyholes run from
Nowadays I’m just tryna get my funds long
Smoke so much Cali, fam I swear that my lungs gone