[Intro: Key Nyata]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Who you tellin' man?
You ain't tellin' me shit man
Got my n***as right here, who you gon' tell n***a?
You tellin' me nothin' much
N***a I hear talkin' all that shit get stomped the fuck out man
Yeah, fear
Ayy what's up? Thraxxhouse n***a, what's up?

[Chorus: Mackned and Key Nyata]
Money over bitches, thought I told you before (oh)
And it's money over n***as, thought I told you before (oh)
Whip gang vicious, thought I told you before (oh)
I ain't really good for shit, but for sellin' some dope (okay)
Money over bitches, thought I told you before (oh)
And it's money over n***as, thought I told you before (oh, point up)
Bitch gang vicious, thought I told you before (okay)
I ain't really good for shit, but for sellin' some dope (okay, okay, okay, pull up, point up)

{Verse 1: Key Nyata]
Money over everything, I told you before
I'd be over by the water, probably smokin' some dro' (sss)
Later in the night, I'mma pull me a four (pull up)
I be high, I be high, gotta let stress go (let go)
I finessed your hoe, got pussy and throat (okay)
And you don't even know, that your shawty a hoe
I be sippin', I be tippin', I be hidin' most (I'm gone)
Probably chillin' with some women on the far east coast (okay)
See that I'm the man, please look at me close (point up)
I and did a couple tours, talkin' coast to coast (point up)
And I fucked me some hoes, they was wetter than most (they was)
Money on my mind as I roll up my dope (roll up)
My bitch say I'm fine, and I think I'm the pope (uh-huh)
She got Molly, she got lean, but she doin' the coke (uh-huh)
Bitches didn't want me when they thought I was broke (nah)
Now I'm going balled up, so they beg for the stroke
I'm doin' what I want, who gon' tell me no? (nobody)
Stackin' money up, 'cus I need that dope (need that)
Bitch I think I'm God, but I told you before
That I'm flyer than a mothafuckin' UFO, (okay, okay, okay, bitch)
[Chorus: Mackned, Key Nyata and Wilt Gamberlin]
Money over bitches, thought I told you before (oh)
And it's money over n***as, thought I told you before (oh)
Whip gang vicious, thought I told you before (oh)
I ain't really good for shit, but for sellin' some dope (okay)
Money over bitches, thought I told you before (oh)
And it's money over n***as, thought I told you before (oh, yeah, ayy, point up)
Bitch gang vicious, thought I told you before (okay, yeah)
I ain't really good for shit, but for knockin' your hope (okay)

[Verse 2: Wilt Gamberlin]
Yeah I roll one for now, one for later (you already know man)
But who am I kidding? Shit, I'll probably smoke both (I got two)
No slackin' in my package, yeah you know that it's dope (dope!)
And I don't fuck with small breads, all my doughs big loafs (big w)
Baby on the job, said she green like a hoe (she green)
And my dick put on her face like a drink on a coaster
I ain't gotta do shit, say my name and it's over
Gang, gang, shawty, Thraxxhouse and it's over (gang)
Amped up off a G, yeah your brother on me (point up)
And I'mma do my thing 'till I turn 53 (okay)
Actually I'mma be, doin' me 'till I'm dead (yeah)
And in the afterlife, I'mma still count bread
Point up