Swerving

Madness takings the drugs yea for the sadness

That's a you problem never had it I'm spending money yea for fabrics

Fat bands like Buddha

Hell of squads hell of shooters

Hell of guns hell of rugers

Round around with a cougar

Hell of money hell of problems

Hell of problems hell of money

I count money when it's sunny

I'll never run out of money

I got problems

I got problems

I got problems

New money never excite me that's the old money

You was counting money all day count the old money

You counting old hundreds

I was counting new money

I was just swerving the tonka little boy yea I was causing the madness

Yea them my old habits

You never had problems

I was the batman to you little boy yea you was my robyn