Chorus;

More money more problems

But the money helps solve the problems.

Opp boy we ain’t never discussing

Dead body them de put am for coffin

Any obstruction and confronting.

Back then we for turn up in dozen but right now we de mount our guard.

E be one man mopol one man squadron. (2x)

For a very long time I Dey put my eyes on the price I de para gan

Outside I de observe de navigate well still de blow my matter gan.

Toxic I de frustrate you go regret type long text for my matter gan.

This side we de invest no be big waist we go take back home to our mama gan!

Listen up my guy i be one man batalion

Bros I be one be one man army

When guap show me i gats put the gang on

Boys got dreams of a blacked out cadi

CARDILLAC

Trapping bad

If i touched that **** then he Must be dead

Who be that ?

mehn it Must be feds

Moe’s going too crazy He Must be checked

Last **** that tried us man in the trap,

 it cost his head

Lost his breath

Left that **** on the sidewalk

Im their pops they gon do what dia Popsi says

Don’t really wanna talk that talk my g if u aint talking bread

Free all my **** thats locked in cells

For this country swear if u wan go against Moe u gats come prepared

Para!

Dem still argue who be the best,

Me I just wan tidy my rbs

Dem been wan check me, they were playing checkers,

They don’t know that me I was playing chess

Back then when be say been dey JS, we dey fly school fence, go dey play Ps, fold uniform, put am for inside bag, men gas dey on guard, we dey obs

(OGA MOUNT THAT DOOR!)

So no be today thing my guy

If dem cap say dem rap pass me na lie

Anybody wey wan put body na die

I swear Walahi, Talai

I be one man mopol, one like mata

Carry groundnut o, full for my locker

Spray that **** like ta ta ta ta ta!

Leave him body for gutter!