[Intro]
IllWill made the beat bounce

[Chorus]
The only thing I talk is money, dropped a bag on my teeth
They drop a bag in my city, you'll be dead in a week
Got Kaylin tatted on my skin, you know it's long live streets
Tell the goofies I ain't hidin', I'm just duckin' police
A good girl gone bad, we turn that bitch to a freak
When I was broke and I was bummy, they just left me on seen
But now these bitches on my bumper 'cause that n***a say "cheese"
No time to play, I'm on my job, just watch me roll up my sleeves

[Verse 1]
I was just stressed about the rent but now I'm all in Miami
Steady running in and out, I knew my mama couldn't stand me
I won't stop until I'm rich and get like three or four Grammys
Shoutout E, she took that case and stuffed that shit in her panties
30 Deep, bitch, that's the gang and we a well-known clique
30 block the drive-thru, pull up, beep for a zip
24/7 in the 'Ville if you want you a dip
We only rock that blue orange 'cause we some Six Deuce Crips
Smokey tatted on my skin, I seen you dead on that porch
I put the city on my back and passed Murda the torch
Keon died while I was with him, swear that shit left me scarred
At first they used to talk about me, now they say my shit hard
And I can't wait to ice my wrist out, spend some bucks on my smile
Won't say no names, but n***as lame, I swear they bitin' my style
They tried to say we bagged O'Tay like they was ever around
They tried to say we bagged L Dre, shit, I'm just wonderin' how
[Chorus]
The only thing I talk is money, dropped a bag on my teeth
They drop a bag in my city, you'll be dead in a week
Got Kaylin tatted on my skin, you know it's long live streets
Tell the goofies I ain't hidin', I'm just duckin' police
A good girl gone bad, we turn that bitch to a freak
When I was broke and I was bummy, they just left me on seen
But now these bitches on my bumper 'cause that n***a say "cheese"
No time to play, I'm on my job, just watch me roll up my sleeves

[Verse 2]
They drop a bag on the 3rd, you'll be dead by the 10th
Shit, I'm just workin' nine to five just to keep up with rent
Better be clutchin' if it's crackin', know the goofies gon' spin
And you can't shoot from down the block, you better off droppin' text
And rest in peace to Mike Brown, it's still fuck the police
Them bitches racist in my city, know they hate the old me
They kicked my door when I was ten and fuckin' ripped up my sheets
Real ain't on me, it's just in me, feel my soul when I preach
Good girl gone bad, you know we turnt up a savage
Above her eye and her lil' pussy is where she got my shit tatted
I remember we was kids we used to hotbox the Stratus
I don't reply to sneak disses, I just haha the status
My daddy said, "Them n***as tellin'" so he threw in the towel
I got steppas from CE that'll kill for a pound
I used to rap on laptops tryna find me a sound
If I wasn't workin', I was slidin', tryna find me a clown
[Chorus]
The only thing I talk is money, dropped a bag on my teeth
They drop a bag in my city, you'll be dead in a week
Got Kaylin tatted on my skin, you know it's long live streets
Tell the goofies I ain't hidin', I'm just duckin' police
A good girl gone bad, we turn that bitch to a freak
When I was broke and I was bummy, they just left me on seen
But now these bitches on my bumper 'cause that n***a say "cheese"
No time to play, I'm on my job, just watch me roll up my sleeves