[Intro: Havi]
Yea Yea Whoa
I got Roxxanne with me, man
Hahaha
Y'all not expecting this one, I promise
Ugh, but look doe
Enough with the talking man
Let's get to the music
Y'all ready? No, you not
But look doe

[Verse 1: Havi]
Let me eff 'em up or let me kill em all
I ain't rocking with ya, I ain't feeling y'all
When I make it, I hope I never ever fall
I been getting money, man I stack it all
Slaughter beast, man I rape tracks
You save your hoes, where your cape at?
I'm cleaner than a pack of Ajax
Hold up, Roxanne, where you at?

[Verse 2: Roxxanne Montana]
Coming from the bottom , I don't need no help
Tell that bitch run it, she gon' need some help
Money in the bank, all I need is my wealth
Ain't shit sweet, play the cards I was dealt
All these hoes worried 'bout the wrong chick, worried 'bout the wrong bitch
Looking for a come-up, bitch you need to get your bread up
Only thing I know is that I'm finna get this money
Gotta hunnid n***as ready to put that pistol to your head
[Verse 3: Havi]
This real money, bought [??]
Forget the way I do the money dance
I've been going hard since a youngin, man
Forget these lames I got Roxxanne
We go the hardest, No Genre clan
You need a shovel to dig what I'm saying
If you didn't know what this hobby, man
And I'm done with it, let me stop playing

[Verse 4: B.o.B.]
Yo, around the world flat, I hit the muhfucka with a sledgehammer
Muhfucka tryna tear me down, put the move on 'em, call me Bear Simmons
N***as know that I'm a rare breed
Bite a n***a head off, bitch, slap a n***a legs off, bitch
Fuck the world, legs up
Need a pound I smoke the smell off , Bandz

[Verse 5: London Jae]
Yeah, been doing a lot of dreaming lately
A lot of scheming lately
More than music, the money and the power for the taking, I'm the greatest
Neck freeze, I mean frozen
Below zero only
Polar spring chain flooded desert eagle on me
Keep it on me, keep it peaceful homie
Move in silence bitch
I ain't strapping another n***a boots up
The ride is soup'd up
I can get get two [??] for two bucks
The ghost white-on-white like the klu klux, I'm too clutch
Yeah, panoramic ceilings in the condo kitchen

[Verse 5: Jaque Beatz]