[Chorus: Chris King]
Countin all this money, in the dope house
Turn it to a mansion real quick
Countin all this money and this dope now
I don't trust them countin my shit
I used to tell her yes, I tell her no now
Shut up and just rap my bricks
King Snotty, whipe your nose now
It’s about to get real lit

[Verse 1: Buddha Bandz]
We been gettin money since the old days
It still comin in quick
Mommy bad, and she go both ways
The coke make the bitch do tricks
We came from them broke bitches, we came up hittin them fences
These lil n***as, they trippin
Need to shake off the demons
Rob you in braud day, do that shit for no reason
Free my dogs out the cages, waitin on they season
These n***as softer than peaches
My n***as stick to you like leaches
I can't fuck my kidnies up, cause I came from them lieders
I keep on abusing them leaders
I'm off the Addie and Perk, she turn me to a demon
[Chorus: Chris King]
Countin all this money, in the dope house
Turn it to a mansion real quick
Countin all this money and this dope now
I don’t trust them countin my shit
I used to tell her yes, I tell her no now
Shut up and just rap my bricks
King Snotty, whipe your nose now
It's about to get real lit

[Verse 2: Quanta]
Smokin that purple, now I'm powered up
I'm harder then they thought
You can only fit in five, I ain't goin flop
I got ten, and I'm rappin them up
Juggleing drugs, zip 'm up
Grippin on my strap, that's how a real n***a test you
Snotty Nose Mafia, known to catch a body, yeah
Make a body go up
Light out by a thug
Give a n***a drugs, that’s how we livin in this LA life

[Chorus: Chris King]
Countin all this money, in the dope house
Turn it to a mansion real quick
Countin all this money and this dope now
I don’t trust them countin my shit
I used to tell her yes, I tell her no now
Shut up and just rap my bricks
King Snotty, whipe your nose now
It's about to get real lit