Can't talk if it ain't about the money

Just got booked for a show on the way out of town

I just walked in the club and ain't bring that fire

You know that I'm lyin'

Yeah, your lil' gang just walked in the club, probably more shots than a bar

I'm in the car

Jimmy and Larry, and Sick made the money rain on some thots

And all these bitches going turn around the station

I put dicks on all my Glocks

And all these glizzies blowing, man a box

I press T trigger, now fully chop

Got a couple racks, but I'm still posted up in the trenches with the mob

Doubling, doubling, might go fed, blood and bully's chain, I'm solo your gang

Told lil' Re when we get off of tour, it might be time to order that new Mulsanne, Bentley truck

I'm in the booth right now, tank full of propane, with a semi tucked

Drifting the coupe right now, I'm gonna need some new tires, I fucked them up

I don't need a bitch for nothing, I'm straight on the lies and I don't want love

Two tone the Drac', got the stick from Russia like foreign hoes and foreign guns

Actually, I do need a bitch for some, I just call a ho up when I'm trying to fuck

Twin say I'm tripping for uppin' for ten, I done robbed **** for less

Load up the box and go spin, you'll know how it feel tonight

I don't even care who (Bitch)

Can't talk if it ain't about the money

Just got booked for a show on the way out of town

I just walked in the club and ain't bring that pat

You know that I'm lying

Yo, gang just walked in the club, probably more shots than a bar

I'm in the car

Jimmy and Larry, and Sick made the money rain on some thots

And all these bitches going turn around the station

I put dicks on all my Glocks

And all these glizzies blowing, man a box

I press T trigger, now fully chop

Got a couple racks, but I'm still posted up in the trenches with the mob

Doubling, doubling, might go fed, blood and bully's chain, I'm solo your gang (Blatt)