[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n***as wearin packs
Got a n***a [?] strap
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n***a till my last breath
N***a I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n***as out here
N***a I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
N***a I sware
I sware, yeah I sware

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
Sware to tell the whole truth, sware to god I ain't lying
[?] pull up
Bitch ain't fucking, ain't sucking, [?] n***a I sware
Sware ain't got no more feelings [?] these hoes [?]
Hit the strip club, get to throwing up the bucks
Everything I wanted, man I got it in the clutch
N***a I sware
My partners loaded up with pistols
Got 40's with 30's, we trapping them birdies
Get it while it's early
[?] bout to serve me
N***a I sware
[?] thumbing through the check
[?]
Pull up in the hood, with the foreigns I flex
N***a I sware
N***a I sware
[?] shoot a hundred at your ano fare
Front door or back door, n***a I don't care
Boyfriend a lame, tell that n***a he a square
Step out the booth, play right there
Thumbing through a check, got a hundred K large
Realest n***a in here, man them other n***as frauds
N***a I sware
[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n***as wearin packs
Got a n***a [?] strap
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n***a till my last breath
N***a I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n***as out here
N***a I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
N***a I sware
I sware, yeah I sware

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
N***a I sware
My trap boomin, your bitch choosen
Told her meet me at the room right quick so I can [?]
You out here loving these bitches, I'm out here doggin these bitches
Too focused on this paper, to these bitches, two middle fingers up
Fuck all these bitches
My n***a I sware money is the only thing I think about
Too much syrup and herb, [?] bleeding out
Told my plug I need it now
It's time to [?] feed the town
You know it's good weed in the air
Lotta money in the building when we around
N***a I sware
I sware [?] hell
All of my n***as keep something for sale
Tryna stack a mill and stay out of jail
Money is the ruler [?]
[?] trappin in hell
Spending money everywhere that I go
I can't stop leaving paper trails
It's Dolph
[Chorus: Cap-1 & Young Dolph]
Got a studio jumpin like the trap
Couple of my partners servin crack
Couple of my n***as wearin packs
Got a n***a [?] strap
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
All my n***as all about the money
Pull up, you can tell me what you wanted
I sware
I sware to being a real n***a till my last breath
N***a I sware
I sware it ain't that many real n***as out here
N***a I sware [?] leave till there's nothing left
N***a I sware
I sware, yeah I sware