[Intro]
Young Chop on the beat

[Chorus: Swagg Dinero & Lil JoJo]
If you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
Yeah, bitch, we got them racks and you can have it all
If it's commas that's involved, you can have it all
It ain't shit to a boss, you can have it all
Big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
Bust some shots at a opp, watch his body fall
Whole thirty, let 'em off, you can have it all
If you holding, hit your pockets, bitch, I need it all

[Verse 1: Swagg Dinero]
Okay, off the top, how I do this shit, I get a lot of n***as hatin'
To me, that shit all good 'cause that's how we gon' get paid
I'm a beast up in these True's, who the fuck is you?
My n***as totin' tools, Bob the Builder on these dudes
Too many Swishers, I can't roll 'em up
Pass 'em to my bitch, yeah, she know what's up
She bad as fuck and she drillin' quick
Pass hеr to my man's and I bet he hit
All my n***as recklеss, tatted like some eses
Liquor in my cup, speedin', no expressway
The highway, yeah, that's my way
(The highway, yeah, that's my way)
Leave 'em dead in the driveway
(Leave 'em dead in the driveway)
Edai, you can have it all, all the drillers feel the same
Told her, "I ain't no psychiatrist, but I want that brain"
[Chorus: Swagg Dinero & Lil JoJo]
If you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
Yeah, bitch, we got them racks and you can have it all
If it's commas that's involved, you can have it all
It ain't shit to a boss, you can have it all
Big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
Bust some shots at a opp, watch his body fall
Whole thirty, let 'em off, you can have it all
If you holding, hit your pockets, bitch, I need it all

[Verse 2: Lil JoJo]
My n***as official, boy, they bound to kill (Bound to kill)
Catch a opp, he gettin' popped just like a pill (Just like a pill)
My n***as 'bout that life, so we keep the steel (They with it)
It ain't no game in the field, boy, this shit is real
N***as snakes, so you better watch who you trust
Same n***as you kick it with, same n***as that get you fucked up
But I ain't with that tricky shit (I'm not)
Smokin' dope, real dope, yeah, that sticky shit (Loud)
I got a bad bitch, pretty face, she thick as shit
Took her to the crib and gave her ass the dope dick
She say, "JoJo, eat me!" I say, "No, bitch! (What's wrong with you?)
What the fuck is wrong with you? You a thot, bitch"

[Chorus: Swagg Dinero & Lil Mister]
If you grabbing, then we taxing, you can have it all
It's Montana, boy, I got the .40 by my draws
If it's commas that's involved, you can have it all
I'm in the field, this shit for real, boy, we don't play at all
Big cannon in my draws, you can have it all
Say hello, say hello to my little friend (Bang)
Whole thirty, let 'em off, you can have it all
We sendin' shots, sendin' shots, boy, we don't play at all