[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]