[Intro: Eight stories, nigga ya'll niggas somewhere, man Ya'll niggas heard niggas rhyme like this before, man This ain't no of Oz shit neither, man For real, man,
Surgical gloves, snubs in the grass with his hold that, the four black, we black down Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the happened? They clapped him and the scalp it that way Yo why they capped him? It went his lap Snatched his older pink hat, took his mango, get at He it, slayed blocks, aiming it Hit a child, this is foul, but he styled with his flamer shit Teddy with the red Range, supercharged Rae & Ghost CD in his change, yo, kid lingo, all I know is where he hang though, kept it sideways, angle Good brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got them I respect on how the game goes, the same fresh niggas, test niggas, extra bless niggas, with them egos We you out your peacoats Haha, adios mios, we get them a ki, yo Keep it moving, off in the G.O.'s Freeloaders, the D's over, shit won't sell no more over...
[Chorus: Money, gear, drugs, guns, All my sit, smelling the tears Cookin snow white, it's just the poor life, never living off We all millionaires, now where my (Money) You know the code, drug money, money, baby (Money) You know we the stash holders, cash blowers, yeah (Money) So the D's come, we float and grab the boats, yea (Money) Spend off, I got my win off, have a potent
X6's red, up in with the dreds Bags of black, the feds Papers in Aruba's, tuba from Bermuda In my living room spreads, cameras action, got the calico Where the food at? jewelry on, I gots to do that Long chain hatchet up, you knew that Baby blue mack, stones on the stick Bulletproof brocco's with the Jew bitches, all I got is two Gazelle lenses, clear rude wraps, every ziplock And my peoples sit around, cops split High white kit kats, we sell up in the hood Going door to door, every floor, get back My shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram Meet me by my drop and drop your lip back Forty-seven quick claps, off on something
[Outro: Spray on one of ya'll man, the streets is mine, You know what we do, for Straight up, it's how we right now, man the streets, man, streets is making ya'll niggas see, man But some of ya'll is blind, for