[Chorus: BeatKing]

If you getting money, young nigga show it

Young nigga show it

If you getting money, young nigga blow it

Young nigga blow up

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, hold up, hold up

[Verse 1: BeatKing]

Club god got the juice

Pull up in that coupe, all the strippers call me Zeus

Praise this name, I got to the paper with no excuse

Tip it, slap it, tease in the back, my trunk sit obtuse, swoosh

I just ran game on the yellow

Tip it, swang, hit the propeller

I be down the block, I get gwuap, I'm sippin' drank, rich forever

Nigga I be banging these hoes, never saving these hoes

From the North to the South, my paper or else I'm a boss, I swang any 4's

Paper full of bottles, table full of models

If a nigga mean muggin' then it's a table full of problems

Texas Hammer gang

We got Tec's and hammers aimed at your motherfucking brain

And they ain't coming from the pawn shop so they ain't gone jam

I'm bending corners in the lamb'

Bitch I'm Club God, broke [?]

H Town we been stuck cause we ain't got no more Act

Young nigga show them racks, hold up

[Chorus: BeatKing]

If you getting money, young nigga show it

Young nigga show it

If you getting money, young nigga blow it

Young nigga blow up

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, hold up, hold up

[Verse 2: Bun B]

Say man I'm rollin through the city

Late night up in the whip

My chrome shoe shining with the wood grain to grip

No punch for me to sip but it's a swisher on my lip

And it's pistol on my lap foo, so don't you even trip

With BeatKingKong in the concrete jungle

In a baby blue big body Benz, no struggle

The muzzle's on the Magnum but I used to use potatoes

Leave your shirt red bitch and not with no tomatoes

Pussy lay low like it's that time of the month

Use that heater like a tampon, put it in your cunt

I talk blunt and I smoke blunts, they with kush too

Haters try and everything they can but I push through

I'm from the home of [?]

I can get the music done and also get it poppin'

Hit you with the shot bitch from way behind the arch

I'm the boogie man bitch don't let me me catch you after dark

Mothafucka

[Chorus: BeatKing]

If you getting money, young nigga show it

Young nigga show it

If you getting money, young nigga blow it

Young nigga blow up

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, throw it on that bitch

Throw it on that bitch, hold up, hold up