[Hook: P Money & Blacks]
P, M the O the N-E
Y, I'm the M the A-N
B, L the A the C-K
S, I'm the M the A-N
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P
And on top of that we're OG'z

[Verse 1: P Money & Blacks]
P, wha? I'm colder
22 but I look older
Bare lyrics inside the folder
Head gone! Gameover
Gameover again, final black
Can't lack man again, bass them out
Then swing them again, look I'm
Money making right to the end
End, P, I beat the tune on them
Could have had more than two again
Three dubs sick, more than two of them
Head gone! Won't see you again
Yeah, got man starting again
Strally out, got man barking again
Straight headshot, no talking again
Friends still out there talking again
[Hook: P Money & Blacks]
P, M the O the N-E
Y, I'm the M the A-N
B, L the A the C-K
S, I'm the M the A-N
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P
And on top of that we're OG'z

[Verse 2: P Money & Blacks]
I move like an R8 but quicker
If we ain't the best then I beg to differ
Bars ain't free, I ain't ever been a ticker
When I'm on radio I'm crystal clear
You would think I was best friends with the transmitter
You can have AIDS and I'll still be sicker
The flows [?] like a twenty pound tipper
Much more bigger (trust me)
Get hotted up get smacked in the kisser
No, you are not CP on Twitter
Don't tell me about no one's cash
Big ting, yeah I just died in RAS
45 big ting, man get clapped
Don't talk to me like that, man get slapped
Dragged through glass with a broken back
Yeah, it's that, it's that
[Hook: P Money & Blacks]
P, M the O the N-E
Y, I'm the M the A-N
B, L the A the C-K
S, I'm the M the A-N
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P
And on top of that we're OG'z

[Verse 3: P Money]
P, I'll slap this bre
Somebody tell him, "stop acting weird"
'Cause if I go to the car for the mash
And pull it out you will start (acting scared)
Older than who? I'll slap your beard
Thinking you're hard 'cause you're twenty man deep
I'll lick one shot then have you
Hugging each other in the corner (acting queer)
So you better calm yourself
Take a deep breath, calm yourself
'Cause I've got way of hitting you in the face
And making it look like you harmed yourself
Laughing like "why would you harm yourself?"
Mess with the chef and starve yourself
You came with the intentions to par and got parred
Now you parred yourself
[Hook: P Money & Blacks]
P, M the O the N-E
Y, I'm the M the A-N
B, L the A the C-K
S, I'm the M the A-N
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P
And on top of that we're OG'z

[Verse 4: Blacks]
Yeah, no sky larking (blam)
Send man barking (blam)
I don't wanna hear no more talking (blam)
You don't know about the guns you bought in (blam)
You don't know about drugs exporting
Shunted for something they think you had bought in
Man don't talk about lyrics and flow
I'm working with the craziest flow
So let me have some of these shows
Murder the dance and I get reloads
And on top of that we're OG'z
Wanna book me then have to write fee
Don't tell me about Blacks and P
Cheesy smile, I'll slap your cheese
I go sick on a rap, oh jheeze
Can't see no one fucking with the team

[Hook: P Money & Blacks]
P, M the O the N-E
Y, I'm the M the A-N
B, L the A the C-K
S, I'm the M the A-N
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P, Blacks
P, Blacks, P
And on top of that we're OG'z