[Intro phone call:]
Hello? oh what up famo?
Hell yea money,money, money....let's get it
Alright no doubt in a hour...alright!
[Verse 1 Jbars]
They be looking at me where im finstin to go
Matter fact I got to go, I got some business with dough
Kiss my b**h on the cheek tell her put on some clothes
I ain't seen her in a week im doin 2many shows
I ain't cool with these hoes kuz they diggin 4 gold
Just like b**hes who hit me up when they wana smoke
Im like f** all that sh** put my dick in your throat
Girl I ain't playin yea im serious u know
And if u dont like boomasquad then why the f** u wearin it though?
The tShirt u got on worth some karrots of gold
Just 4 that bullsh** u gettin shared with my bros
And that's trill n***a foreal I dont care 4 these hoes
New head everyhwere that I go,"he G'd up"
She a stripper but she badd hit me with that mean mug
Dag all of that a** I had to freeze up
They say bands make em dance, well this n***a make em f**
Yea...A1 they ain't f**in with no scrubs
So u better get yo girl when you bout 2 leave the club
Every chick I ever loved a d.i.m.e. or above
And that's jus wat it is and that's been what it was
Basic b**hes-Model b**hes I treat them all the same
I treat them all the same until I learn what's in they brain
Because a girl about dollars might make a n***a change
Might make him fall in love with a chick who's in his lane
Uhh I'm super man but wit a million louis lanes
Who all up on my dick kuz they want a piece of fame
Slobbin on my knob beacuse they see a n***a gettin paid
Yea iz a cold world but a n***a can't complain
Rollin up a plane, while I ride 2 catch a plane
Missin phone calls while im sippin on this drank
If it ain't bout money then that f**er just gon rang
Botta bang, they got my voice mail when it came
If you reached my voicemail you minds well go and hang up
More than likely I done seen you calling
And you wasn't talking about nothing exciting nothing interesting
Just gone ahead about your business mane
Get money...and more money. Booma Squad!