[Hook: P-Dice]
Scrolling big loud, yeah, we blowing stank yo
Living big now, I do what you can't yo
I keep loot around, yeah, you know them bankrolls
All these shooters ‘round, f** I need a bank for?
Damn, that's so much cash to count right now
I'm staring at your b**h like damn
That's so much a** to bounce
They got so much sh** to say
I slap that dope back on your strip
And I got so much clips to spray
[Verse 1: P-Dice]
Blowing up my phone, f** you want?
Said that Dicey broke, f** you thought?
Shooters with me co*king, blaow, I'm blowing fifties out the pound
My flow is icky, ask your child
Only deal with heavy dough, I'm holding chickens, yeah, you know
You need a wing, then, let me know
Only think of dough first, yeah, I'm gon' slide with your ho
But, I got chips to go first
Said she heard that I'ma slay it, I get crazy when I f** her
Bite her neck and s** her blood
What the f** be on my mind? Damn, I don't know man
All I know I gives ‘em fire every time
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rari Rock]
I'm trapping, I'm stacking, these n***as is napping
Count on my n***as, we making it happen
El Capatan, Dice is the captain
These n***as is hating and my n***as laughing
Getting this money, nothing between
Better than me? That's up in your dreams
Still with them shooters that's clutching them beams
Dirt got the loud, my cup full of lean
They think they f**ing with the squad but they can't though
Balling so hard on him, broke his ankles
They call me Rari Rock, please stay up in your lane yo
I keep a hitta, he will make a n***a clank yo
f**ing your b**h, I be wearing her out, tearing her out
Real trap n***as never hear of a drought
Blowing on this dope, I be clearing it out
Pyurhell gang, what you hearing about?
Pyurhell gang, what you hearing about?
Rolling off a flat, bring the animal out, squad
[Hook]