[Intro: FBG Duck]
"I never fucked anybody over in my life who didn't have it coming to them."
"You got that?" (Fly Boy Gang)
"All I have in this world is my balls and my word." (Uh-huh)
"And I don't break them for no one. Do you understand?" (Copo, Copo, Copo)
Gang

[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Dutchie]
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (That loud), that-that shit is super strong
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Let's get it)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Two Times)
That loud (Dutchie, FBG shit) what we smokin' on (Number 2, FBG, bitch)
That loud (What it do?), that-that shit is supеr strong, okay, get money

[Verse 1: FBG Dutchie]
Big money (Big monеy), I'm all about that bag, bitch (That bag, bitch)
Coolin' with the gang, we on that swag shit (That swag shit)
N***as be mad 'cause their ass be swagless (Ha, you ain't got no swag)
N***as be mad while my ass be swaggin' (Swag)
I be swaggin' out, me and number 26 (Lil' Butta)
FYB your busser, you gon' trust her, she did twenty dicks (Slut)
Shawty did the whole squad, told that bitch to "E-T-T"
She talmbout some "E-T-T" (What?), I told that bitch to "S-T-D" (Suck these dicks)
I ain't got no STD (Nah), I'm bussin' off this ecstasy (I'm rollin')
I'ma fuck yo' friend, shawty, you can eat the rest of me (Straight up)
But I ain't really on that, that shit dead like R.I.P (That shit dead)
You fuck with me 'cause I got bread, bitch, you know I'm MOB
[Chorus: FBG Duck, FBG Dutchie & Billionaire Black]
Okay, get money (Swag), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (That loud), that-that shit is super strong
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (Billionaire, Billionaire), that-that shit is super strong, okay, get money (Ballout)

[Verse 2: Billionaire Black]
Get money (Get money), pockets full of dead presidents (I'm paid)
Get money (Money), I can buy your residence (Them bands)
Get money (Money), my bag heavier than a elephant (That bag)
Get-Get money (Get money), all that other shit irrelevant (Uh-huh)
Got all this paper like looseleaf, n***a (Uh-huh)
Your girlfriend wanna do me, n***a (Do me)
Nah, we can't kick it like Bruce Lee, n***a (At all)
It's a lot of n***as say they gon' shoot me, n***a (Bang-bang)
Stop flexin' (Stop flexin'), fuck n***a, I keep a ratchet (Bang-bang)
He rap about it (Uh-huh), but he ain't really about that action (Nah)
Roll up (Roll up), two blunts, that's a long boy (I'm fried)
I'm fried (I'm fried), got me in my zone, boy (I'm fried)
Two Times (Two Times), what it do to my homeboy? (Number 2)
They lyin' (They lyin'), talmbout they doin' hits in their song, boy (Hey)
[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Young]
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (That loud), that-that shit is super strong
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (Yeah, it's Young...)
That loud (...GoDumb), that-that shit is super strong, okay, get money

[Verse 3: FBG Young]
Get money (Get money), I'm about my racks, bitch (Them bands)
I'm that n***a (That n***a), I can get a n***a whacked, bitch (He dead)
Gettin' used to this, she used to fuck with lame n***as (Catch up)
So she don't know how to act when she with the gang, n***a (FBG)
What's up? GoDumb (GoDumb), all my n***as L's up (L's)
And I got a lot of hitters (I do), I can get a n***a touched (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
'Bout bands, all that other shit don't make sense (At all)
Pockets like the morgue, all I see is dead presidents (Uh-huh)
Steph off in this bitch with bands in my jeans (My jeans)
Thirty in my Nike, I ain't worried 'bout a thing (At all)
Tooka in my blunt (My blunt), two cups of that lean (I'm rollin')
My n***as rollin' like wheels, they'll get to poppin' n***as like beans
Okay, get money...

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
...Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (That loud), that-that shit is super strong
Okay, get money (Okay, get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
Get money (Get money), bitch, our paper long (Bitch, our paper long)
That loud (That loud) what we smokin' on (That loud, that loud)
That loud (That loud), that-that shit is super strong
[Outro]
(Copo, Copo, Copo)