[Hook]
We keep beef like f*cking meat sto' (f*ckin' gone!)
Every Glock got a di*k, deep throat (f*ckin' gone!)
All my n*ggas, we get papers, Kinko's (Checked up!)
All we know is warfare and bullet holes (Gone! Gone!)
I'ma buy the top sh*t and watch 'em plummet (Got that money!)
Real recognize real and you look funny (Who are you?)
Used to play it dark and dirty like a dungeon (Rock out Woop!)
Now I'm paid, telling jokes about the money (Gone!)
[Verse 1]
Rich n*ggas telling jokes about that money (Money)
Got the swag, got the look. You just lack the funds
I can't lose, gotta feed all of my n*ggas food
Break the rules, grab a skully, make a business move
Pyrex pot got my traphouse filled with monkey knots (Monkey knots)
Greet them twats, we don't talk, we just send "Hello" shots
n*ggas cops, catch 'em dining at that donut spot (f*ckin' rat!)
Think it's sweet? Think you're tough? n*gga, call my bluff
Made the pot "Skrr! Skrr!" Hillary Duff
We come through, n*ggas move, ambulance truck
Trigger finger itching so I throw up number one (One)
Rich n*ggas having convo's 'bout that f*cking money
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Hit you for the soft, hit you for the crack (Hit it! Hit it!)
Hit you for the loud, hit you for them racks (f*ckin' gone)
Hit you from the front, hit you from the back (Hit it! Hit it!)
n*gga, them my shooters, I ain't talkin' sex! (Gone!)
Hit 'em for the drop off and don't hit 'em back (f*ck 'em, gone!)
I'ma kill a n*gga if I hit with that
Every day we geek cause we off molly rockers
My cooker got his mask on like a doctor
Me and my n*ggas in too deep like we some diving partners
That ain't just my homeboy, that's my robbery partner
Gangsta in my eye but I put got first
And I'm pulling home invasions for that hard work
[Hook]