Volle Nommer!

Better have my money. Better have my money. I said, bitch, better have my money. Better have my, better have this

Chilling with my vatos locos wit it Got Americanos, beefin' with the Hard Livin'

Ice in my grill, keep the Larga chillin'. Ice in my grill, keep the Larga, Larga chillin'

Playin' with my money like emotions, with it still

Bitch, throw it in the bag, I ain't ask why you slow with the motions, with it still

The strap make him run track, and perhaps I should go ahead and toat the steel

Had some lil' niggas testin' if a nigga was real. Pull the 45 out like Eenie, Minie, Moe

And attend the funerals, cause the aim is not Shaquille

Babies need a meal, and they mama too. Life be gettin' real, and the drama too

I'ma shoot to kill if they try me too. Nigga, better chill when I'm robbin' you