[Intro: Trapland Pat]
Let me slow it down for 'em
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Duh-duh-duh
Skrrt, skrrt
Duh-duh-duh
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
Dope sold, money fold, then I gotta go
Ain't no refunds, call back, you better need more
You ain't my speed, though, really just a freak ho
Tell me pull my camera out, she talkin' 'bout a freak show
Yeah, big business
Pounds gettin' off, 24 Fitness
Case got beat, it was no witness
Opps beggin' Cee Land for forgiveness

[Verse 1: Trapland Pat]
I'll turn a princess into a mistress
Better stay tuned, you don't wanna miss this
If you need a loan, you gotta pay me interest, no cappery
Call the weed man 'cause this shit here swappery
It's bappery, I'm gettin' fed up
My brother like, "Pat, you gotta keep that bread up"
How you got tools? You don't keep that lead up
Got rounds, got pounds, what you tryna do now?
Could tell I'm off the boot now
Could tell I'm tryna shoot now
You cuffin' on a swoop now
I'm gettin' to that loot now
Now they all choosin'
Flashback last year, I was really losin'
Stolo whip cruisin'
You don't know what I been through (Been through)
Takin' chances for advances when the rent due (When the rent due)
All them goddamn odds stacked against you
But the plug's showin' love off the strength too
[Chorus: Trapland Pat & Rick Ross]
Dope sold, money fold, then I gotta go
Ain't no refunds, call back, you better need more
You ain't my speed, though, really just a freak ho
Tell me pull my camera out, she talkin' 'bout a freak show
Yeah, big business
Pounds gettin' off, 24 Fitness
Case got beat, it was no witness (No witness)
Opps beggin' Cee Land for forgiveness (It's the biggest in the game, n***a, yeah)
(M—M—Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
When the weed come, boys, ain't no refunds
N***as actin' like a bitch and I'ma eat one
Put the mask on, drop 'em like the last song
It's a Rolls Royce, so I left the rag on
What I kill by, this really what I live by
Tryna get grandma a real big house (Uh-huh)
Still hatin', huh? Thinkin' that's the wave, huh? (Nah)
Feel a headshot, n***a, once the bitch done
It's the big boss, talkin' big business
Twenty stacks cash when you're on the hitlist
Box Chevy, got 'em still takin' pictures
Got the 'verts back to back in the trenches
Ridin' on the block like, "What you lookin' at?"
I got 'em stutterin' like, "Na-na-na-na-na-na"
The money machine, it's still plugged up
I put the switches on the glizzy, n***a, what's up? Boss
[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
Dope sold, money fold, then I gotta go
Ain't no refunds, call back, you better need more
You ain't my speed, though, really just a freak ho
Tell me pull my camera out, she talkin' 'bout a freak show
Yeah, big business
Pounds gettin' off, 24 Fitness
Case got beat, it was no witness
Opps beggin' Cee Land for forgiveness