[Intro]
Lotta talk, sh** don't be about nothin' though
Yeah (Lightttt Itttt!)
[Hook]
I ain't got time if it ain't about no money you ain't talkin' bout nothin' (Ain't talkin' bout nothin'!)
Got a big 40 Cal when I come to your town I ain't walk around frontin' (Not me!)
Dancing on the pole but ain't nothin' for Patron she ain't worried bout nothin' (No no)
I done been around the globe taking b**hes out they clothes you ain't talkin' bout nothin' (Ahh!)
(x2)
You n***as ain't talkin' bout nothin' these n***as ain't talkin' bout nothin', ain't talkin' bout nothin'
These b**hes ain't talkin' bout nothin, these b**hes ain't talkin' bout nothin', ain't talkin' bout nothin'
(x2)
[Verse 1]
These n***as ain't talkin' bout sh** when they rap they be talkin' bout bricks they ain't talkin' bout grip
I be talkin' bout hits tryna touch a billion dollas fore' I R.I.P. tell my mama don't trip (Don't trip!)
I be ridin' with the clique and you know we got that iron in the whip if you tried you get hit
Hunnid thousand for the whip got some n***as on the island doing dips getting brown like there's a b**h
Danny Beamer with the work, Bert Berry on my jacket moving P's of the purp
Nicer than your favorite flow the meanest on the earth take a trip to Puerto Rico senoritas make em' twerk
Listenin' to Biggie smokin' OG from the Bay
I ain't worried bout em but I know they in the way
Young and got a tipper I'm just hoping he don't spray got a motherf**ing [?] and it's loaded in the K, hey!
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Gotta get rich for my grandma (Mama!)
House full of Coke just like Tony Montana (Tony!)
I got a shooter in love with his hammer
I got a b**h that's in love cause' I'm handsome
Millions I'm dreaming bout
No roof on the Porsche and that's sour I'm steaming loud pack got me leanin' out (Leanin!)
All that I know is get money and go we got hunnids on the table, guns in the living room, b**hes in the kitchen titties out like I'm Neno
Head cracked five racks off a C-Lo walking down 1st Ave. holes in my peacoat n***as keep testing me
Talking bout cooking up I got the recipe ducking this felony
Hara**ed at the border put molly in water these b**hes undressing me
Think of money I never seen
Beef in Bronx and it's never green dirty paper sh** never clean
Pull up in the black oldschool with a new gun
n***as ain't gon' stop shooting till the news come
Flame spitter n***a I could use a new tongue walking through the Bronx n***a feeling like the new Pun ahhh!
[Hook x2]