[Intro: FBG Duck]
Like, I know I ain't livin' right
N***as can't fuck with me, n***a
These n***as can't be serious, like, like
Turn up

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Lil' boy, I do what I want, n***a, you do what you can (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better go get you some money, boy, why the fuck is you playin'? (You better get off your ass)
Your bitch know that I'm the man, I just hope that you understand (Hope that you get it)
Hundred inside of this chopper, it'll make you do the running man, woo (I'ma shoot it 'til it's empty)
I am not tryin' to save none of these hoes (No), I am not Superman (I'm not a hero)
Shoot that bitch up and then leave, come back and shoot that bitch up again (Brrt, bah)
The way we'll run in your crib, you would think that we was movin' in (Run in that motherfucker)
(FBG shit)
You just gon' look and stand (Woo), ah, you think I'm fuckin' playin' (Ah, ooh)
(FBG, bitch, turn up)

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
You think I'm fuckin' playin', ah, you think I'm fuckin' playin'
Look, run up on your lil' bitch-ass while you lackin' (Bah), shoot you with that F&N (Bah, bah, bah)
N***a, fuck you and your F-in' friend (Fuck him), I told you nine times, this lesson ten (Goof'-ass)
I do not go to the clubs 'cause I can't bring my weapon in (No), oops, snuck my weapon in, woo
We the real trendsetters, ya bitch wanna fuck, I just might let her (Thotty)
I take her head, then I bench-press her (Sloppy), you can have the bitch back after my section (After she top me)
Y'all motherfuckers gon' need ten reverends (True), hope that shit come with like ten blessings
Come through your block with like ten weapons (Ooh), shoot that bitch up in like ten seconds, ayy (Bah)
Bandz just hit my line (Brrd), say he finna come scoop me in a foreign, ayy (Skrrt)
Dope what we blowin', four what we pourin' (Dope), so high we don't even know what we doin'
N***as be playin' these roles like they ain't cuffin' these hoes, but I'm already knowin' (Pussy)
It's too late to try to cuff the bitch 'cause she already goin'
Money
[Chorus: FBG Duck & Chiraq Bandz]
Lil' boy, I do what I want, n***a, you do what you can (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better go get you some money, boy, why the fuck is you playin'? (You better get off your ass)
Your bitch know that I'm the man, I just hope that you understand (Hope that you get it)
(NGB, NGB)
Hundred inside of this chopper, it'll make you do the running man, woo (I'ma shoot it 'til it's empty)
(Flats Gang)
I am not tryin' to save none of these hoes (No), I am not Superman (I'm not a hero)
Shoot that bitch up and then leave, come back and shoot that bitch up again (Brrt, bah)
The way we'll run in your crib, you would think that we was movin' in (Run in that motherfucker)
(Bandz, Bandz, Bandz, Bandz)
You just gon' look and stand (Woo), ah, you think I'm fuckin' playin' (Ah, ooh)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 2: Chiraq Bandz & FBG Duck]
Ride through the opps' block, bet they not out (Where they at?)
If a n***a try to run, blow his back out (Blah)
They done set if off, bro brought the bands out (Bands)
Same bitches catwalkin' got their hand out (Now they on me)
I ain't got time for 'em, I'm the man now (I'm the man now)
Hard to see these haters through these Ray-Bans (Ray-Bans)
Off the Xans, I be leanin' like a kickstand (kickstand)
Fucked her good, pull a doll ho tracks out (Damn)
Twenty-four seven, I got n***as hatin' on me
It ain't really shit 'cause I'm still gettin' money
Laughin' at these clowns, swear these broke n***as funny (Bands)
That bitch want me for my money, I say, "Bitch, I ain't no dummy" (Bands, bands)
All these diamonds on me got me shinin' like the sunny
Know I got it on me, you ain't takin' nothin' from me (Chiraq)
Posted on the block sellin' rocks, sellin' blows
Everything must go, yeah, we even sellin' hoes
Yeah, my line is rockin', we got Js at the door (Bands)
NGB, Flats Gang, n***a, shout out to my bro (Flats Gang)
Me and Duck ridin' 'round and we fuckin' all these hoes (Chiraq)
Hang with them trappers and robbers (Bitch)
Thought he was cool, then we robbed him
You got a problem, we solve it (Ayy, ayy)
You got a problem, we solve it
Bitch, what the fuck is you doin'?
You better get off your ass
You better get to this cash (Turn up)
Bandz
[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Lil' boy, I do what I want, n***a, you do what you can (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better go get you some money, boy, why the fuck is you playin'? (You better get off your ass)
Your bitch know that I'm the man, I just hope that you understand (Hope that you get it)
Hundred inside of this chopper, it'll make you do the running man, woo (I'ma shoot it 'til it's empty)
I am not tryin' to save none of these hoes (No), I am not Superman (I'm not a hero)
Shoot that bitch up and then leave, come back and shoot that bitch up again (Brrt, bah)
The way we'll run in your crib, you would think that we was movin' in (Run in that motherfucker)
You just gon' look and stand (Woo), ah, you think I'm fuckin' playin' (Ah, ooh)