[Hook: Rickie $pazz]
Boy you ain't on my level get ya bunnies up
And Yeah I see you hate but you ain't running up
And you ain't got no ladies get ya honeys up
And you ain't got no paper get ya money up
Get ya money up, n***a get ya money up
Get ya money up, yeah get ya money up
And Yeah I see hate but you hate running up
Boy you ain't got no paper get ya money up
[Verse 1: Rickie $pazz]
Yeah you ain't on my level get ya money
And Yeah I get the money, it keep stacking up
So much hate on my mind I just let it bust
And what I'm riding in? Yeah it's long like a bus
Yeah this ain't poker but I bet you hope you bluff
If not I'm a pick the 30 let it bust
When I'm done I'm a have to spark up a blunt
All these n***as talking sh**, like what the f** is up?
All these n***as hating on me and that's not wa**up
If I ever shoot a n***a I'm a f** him up
I'm a end that n***a life he won't have no luck
And yeah I see these n***as hate but they ain't running up
And if they think sh** sweet I'm a f** him up
I'm a bust his a** open like a 7-Up
One day I'm a show these n***as what's up
I'm what's up I'm a really just f** they a** up
[Hook]
[Verse 2: C-Note]
Haan
Haan
I told you n***as we bout it, I told you n***as we own it
Im all about my cashes knockin out every opponent
I love money with a pa**ion yall money slow like mola**es
C-Note and Rickie on a track so you know the money spazzin
YI$ takin off, you know the money be major
We ballin like The Heat and like
LeBron we got haters
Yall bandwagon fans like it when things change up
But now yall hating and its too late, a n***a came up
Shoutout to the runner ups, yall n***as ain't running up
My money a mystery now you know, its somethin up
I ain't worried bout yall, yall somethin I'm thinkin of nothin of
Cause my money comin in pads like I'm heating the oven up
Yall ain't getting love I swear yall need to toughen up
Yall ain't on my level so you need to get ya bunnies up
Before coming at me go and get yo honeys up
What's a lil paper to C-Note? get yo money up haan
[Hook]