Ayy, bang
Bang, bang, bang-bang
Sos' baby, Glo Gang, baby
You know how we rockin', baby
You know how we rockin', baby
(Ace Bankz on the track)

Ayy, been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been ridin' Hummers, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
I been gettin' money, I been spendin' money, boy
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwin' up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
That's the weight, show no stress
That's your bitch, she sure gon' stretch
It ain't nothin', it's a test, nigga

Pull up in that wet, throwin' up my set
Hot shit, you get wet, nigga, it ain't none of that, nigga
It ain't none of this, what you want with this?
You don't war with this, where ya boys is?
Hit the bank on that Lloyd shit, grown boy shit
Pistol knock your ass out, it be on that Floyd shit
In my lane, bunch of bullshit, I can deal with
Up my pistol, I'ma squirt it at your booty
And ya head, now you're dead, nigga, where ya bread, nigga?
And ya fam, where yo' lead, nigga? You's a dead, nigga
In my hands is some bread, nigga, I throw bread, niggas
When I land in the strip club, I'm the man, nigga
Shawty Lo, I done done, done, done all these hoes
How we roll? We gone come through and stop this show
Vamanos, where my fuckin' bread then I'm out the door
Out ya hair, in my fuckin' whip, they like, "Where he go?"

Ayy, been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been ridin' Hummers, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
I been gettin' money, I been spendin' money, boy
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwin' up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
That's the way, show no stress
That's your bitch, she sure gon' stretch
It ain't nothin', it's a test, nigga

Grandma house, sellin' dope, out the back, nigga
Cops comin', I run out, nigga
Here they come, knockin' at my door
I be out the door with my dope and my rolls
In Iraq, fuck Lil Mexico
I be smokin' Citgo and Texaco
Gas, premium, mane, you know
I let her hit it then I strech your hoe, I'm like whoa
She said she be snortin' coke
I told her I be ridin' in them fuckin' totes with the Glo
Pull up on a nigga, bust a move
Which one of you niggas gonna show?
I'm ready I'm finna suit the fuck up and lace my boots
Now we finna shoot, the mothafuckin' pistols gettin' loose

Been gettin' money since '08 summer
I been ridin' Hummers, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
I been gettin' money, I been spendin' money, boy
That's lil' money, that ain't nothin', that ain't nothin'
Made it out the 'jects, now I'm on a jet
Still throwin' up my set, DJ Khaled, we the best
With Wop on Bouldercrest
That's the weight, show no stress
That's your bitch, she sure gon' stretch
It ain't nothin', it's a test, nigga Writer/s: Keith Cozart, Marcos Cardoso
Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, The Administration MP, Inc., UBEM (União Brasileira de Editoras de Música)
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