Intro: Yo quiero dinero Shooters on the payroll,they murder when I say so Waaaaaaaaa! What's happenin' fool? I really ain't wanna f** with that I don't get tired Verse: Hit water with the rich homie,need 10k for a feature(I be like 10) Whip drank,what a b**h think like I ain't never gon see you Sippin Red,ran out of Purp,only thing I hate being out of work Put the d** down,my worker workin Ima plug now,that's a lot of work Out the mud on the Curb Gang,conversation with the Bird Man Luchie dropped through and sneezed on me Number cheaper than the Bird Man Slurred words,like Nelly talkin,count the money that's er'thing? First string not cooperating,ride the bench with the Third String Play with Dreco or Lil Mazi slangin chrome bout it Just slung a n***a 20 Birds from out of Stone Mountain Ain't got no mind get out of line and ima zone bout it I'm bout that action,brrrrrrrrrrat!Won't say a word bout it Entrapment Victim of Fatal Attraction with no contraband in my mattress This n***a actin All of your flaws comin out to the surface you lame with no swaggers Say you ain't press me about a few dollars I owe Well come get it in blood cause I jacked you J-Real on the phone I was runnin the amp out a b**h I was f**in on campus b**h i'm amazing Meet me up 50 you don't want to give it up,b**h i'ma make you Holdin your dick on BWA,that sh** fake, matter fact you a hater No elevator,still elevate ya Send you to garbage I done you a favor Yo boy get f**ed in the a** for a pack of that raw and nobody could save em Hook: Yayo.Yo quiero dinero Shooters got the Peso Then i'm peelin yo Tamato Nobodys gon hear it's all the muffins and patato Get off the phone with Dreco Steppers all in Clayquos Outro: If you in the car with three n***as,and you more intelligent than the three n***as you in the car with.(Uh uh) It's time to get out that car I don't get tired