[Verse 1: Nines]
CRS n***as we keep them guns cocked
And I don't fuck with them n***as I rep one block
They say I can't go to heaven
Cah I come through on the R6 bussin shots I ain't over revvin
Used to weigh 3 now I ain't even hands on
Everytime my phone rings 1000 grams gone
Can't trust bitches they all fuck my foes
Hangin out the ringer window when I touch the roads
I'm just tryna weigh these bricks now I'm out on bail cah those KG pricks
You know the name already
Walk like Quasimodo cah these chains heavy
Goosebumps round the wrist you could blame the bezzie
I guess I'll be shottin till I'm rich
I love my n***as I don't give a fuck about a bitch (MOB)
If I pull up on your block on a bike then it's melee
Step my game up first from Nike to the AJ

[Chorus: AJ Jacobs]
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
We're bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh
[Verse 2: Spiro]
Bag of noise when I'm slippin in
Bitches wan fuck with with this biggie like they're Lil Kim
[?] got this BB pon a different ting
Hard work out like I'm in the gym
We love the hustle we don't party loads
So my n***as get the work out like it's cardio
Bitches [?] come and see the cash [?] turn hard to go
Draw a hot girl, beat and leave cos my heart is cold
[?] watch I think I got time for
[?]
Got a gal droppin contacts [?]
[?]
Thats a long one
I'm tellin her that I'm on one
[?]
So I'm strappin up the long john
Haters want me out of herre
But I'm only made to go in like a condom

[Chorus: AJ Jacobs]
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
We're bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh
[Verse 3: Flyboy Tuff]
Straight cash money no spends in the bank
Still fly First Class like I'm sending a stamp
5 star general remember the rank
[?] guns in the car like we rented a tank
I ain't every smokin a hater
Origami, just folding the paper
Make dough, say hello to the baker
Burn bread, yeah I'm toasting it later
Been spending it lately
Mad money so I'm spending it crazy
You talk money? Cos I mention it daily
Money so strong that its benching the 80s
Watch glowing with the ring
I'm chasing the money like it's blowing in the wind
Cos I remember daydreaming of Porsches
Now call us the Gunners got a team full of ballers

[Chorus: AJ Jacobs]
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh
We're getting bizzy over here
Bizzy getting lizzy over here
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
She says I'm on her mind, but moneys on mine
We're bizzy getting lizzy over here
Uh huh uh huh