[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
Hit the club fuck a bitch then its back to the money
Studio, write a hit then its back to the money
Got my partnas out the pen now its back to the money
You lookin at me boy you got your back to the money

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Im from Riverdale this shits like Compton
Where you n***as from what the fuck you smoking
Everything is on me mister let it go
Im turned up shawtie Im so paid
Cause loud ass diamond needa hearin aid
$55,000 if you want to see me on stage
Flexed up its too turnt up, can't turn me down see you on the ground
Remi Martin drink it by the case
Closed case if you win up in my face
Gang signs in this face who this fuck n***a
Say she want it kids but she gotta kids
Yellow diamonds buy the shit thats like piss
FN on my hip, but another slip real shit
My n***as blood some crips
Extenders on block when i squeeze the grip

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
Hit the club fuck a bitch then its back to the money
Studio, write a hit then its back to the money
Got my partnas out the pen now its back to the money
You lookin at me boy you got your back to the money
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Black force, black hoodie with the Levi
Montana throwin bullets like Eli
Seven digit deals still back to the money
Sin City bad bitches got back to the money
Fuck around get your head mummy wrapped for the money
Tunnel vision fuck ahoe Ill be stacking the money
Im bit all white, Im bent all night
Bit strap put you up all flight
Anything we on is about it
Green house 3 bitches tweakin off of molly
From the bottom have to jump through the barbed wire
Now the black Ghost through the D-Block car wash
Makin hits boy n***a sick boy
Got a whole magazine in the clip boy
Ridin round with the. ks in the trunk
R.I.P. one time for my n***a Duncan

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
Hit the club fuck a bitch then its back to the money
Studio, write a hit then its back to the money
Got my partnas out the pen now its back to the money
You lookin at me boy you got your back to the money

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
Yo these fuck boys killin me, million in the trunk
Im in the back seat with my back to the money, literally
Top of the hill got it poppin fo real
Like the dude from limitless without poppin them pills
All I see is your face me poppin da steel
Bring us back to the block to get back to the bills
I mean back to the money they movin packs for the money
Doin income tax scams, gettin accident money
Always count it twice, make sure its accurate money
Never get to comfortable and relax with the money
N***as will run up on you with them gats for the money
Blow your fuckin brains out after they ask for the money
Spend it all on a bitch, then its a wrap for the money
Try to get it back quick and get clapped for the money
Usually be the ones that get a dirt nap for the money
After i get the call, I just get back to the money
[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
Hit the club fuck a bitch then its back to the money
Studio, write a hit then its back to the money
Got my partnas out the pen now its back to the money
You lookin at me boy you got your back to the money