Yea
Yea
Yea
Woah
Woah
Woah
You not talkin bout money you bent
I kno a lil bitch dats in love wit satan
In love with the money, in love wit the Ben
I was stackin da money ever since I was ten
Yea
The green is my friend
Run up on me now u catchin a FN
Ya partner a bitch he in front of the stand
Talk all dat shi we jus gon bend off
Sat him down ain't no stand off
Pass me the grippy jus handoff
Talkin too hot you get fanned down
Yea
Woah
I'm right at ya door
My choppa and me my brother jus clutching
Dats two plus two that's four
We here to wipe ya nose
We bend we neva fold
I told dat nigga go yea
For the love of the money , I'm robbing
Red light you know I ain't stopping
If I catch me a opp I'm gon pop em yea
For the love of the money , I'm Robbin
Red light you kno I ain't stopping
If I catch me a opp I'm gon pop em yea