[Verse 1: Crow]
P-Diddy money, Puff Daddy swag
Real 'Dirty Money' in the duffle bag
I'm doing it, I'm doing it, and no ones playing tag
If you wanna puff, take another drag
This the life b**h, I'm feeling righteous
Got a chick by my side and she likes this
Feeling fine, like she's a f**in' dime
Here's my two cents cus' we f**in' all the time
Timeless mothaf**a, I am sky high
If you wanna call a homie you should sky dive
Punch you in the face if you tryna' high five
You ain't got connections, I ain't talkin wifi
That's alright you ain't gotta worry
I be running' for da money, and I'm not in a hurry
Ya heard of me, I flip em like burgers
Pop em like Pringles then we ready to serve em
Circle so tight knitted, we are so turban fitted
Holla at your boy, if you're not down with it
I'm so down with the team, so down with the dream
And if Gow starts wearing it, I'mma wear Supreme
Supreme, Shootin up the swag scale
Tryna do it like us but your swag failed
Wolf gang k** em all no fox trail
Bullsh**in b**hes tryna score an ox tail
Yeah, now the cougars are roarin
Nobody knows they are more than supportive
(Here we go) Quit a job if its boring
Give em two weeks notice, cus' they notice I was foreign
That's alright you ain't gotta worry
I be runnin for da money, and I'm now in a hurry
(now in a hurry) I'm harder than yall
Rob the lenses off yo camera like ha ha ha haa
Still hate Slrs, homie get the f**
Up outta here, and disappear
I'mma take a photo and post it on FailBlog
Fake f**s can't see real like Kelloggs