(TK, this another one)

[Verse One: Big Mazie]

Hm, ain't nobody pay my bond, I took care of me

Y'all still sharing hoes, my hoes sharing me

My ice for your life, that sound fair to me

Never leave the crib without blick or bond money

Baby too loose with that coohcie, I put my dog on it

Naw, I ain't leave it at the crib, I got it all on me

I don't know how it feel to be balled on

Hm, I broke the scale, she broke the knob

Y'all broke for real, y'all need a job

Shout out Steven Jobs, really thought I was laying up

He ain't see the lob, hm, spin the block

Yeah, 360; I ain't run off on my plug

I can't lie like I ain't thought about it

My crib was a rental last night, I made a office out it

They tried to count me out, I'm still thumbing through it

I got a real hitman, fuck music

[Chorus: Big Mazie (Calicoe)]

I just want the money, she just want me back

Let's go rack for rack, let's go rack for rack

Plug showing love, send it back to back

Benzes back to back, Beemers back to back

I just want the money, she just want me back (yeah)

Let's go rack for rack, (yeah) let's go rack for rack

Plug showing love, send it back to back (Mazie, what up, baby)

Benzes back to back, Beemers back to back

[Verse Two: Calicoe (Big Mazie)]

Back to back in a shootout, bring the new hoes to the my house

Bring the old hoes to the old house, the ones we know 'bout

The house we break the bows down, can't get exposed now

That package take a toll but now the bankroll don't fold down

We open at 8am until they gone, bitch, we don't close down

Pimps up, hoes down, skate on her like Roll Bounce

Get tough, pole out, that hate won't get you no clout

Keep change for the toll now, remember getting flicked on the wrong route

(Ay, this ain't happen overnight

They be getting it confused cuz the bows come overnight

When you seen me on the news was you scared for life?

They gon' love me when I die

Better yet, they gon' hate me cuz I'm in the sky, yeah)

Ay, you don't know how it felt, they told my niggas died

Shit, I don't know how I felt, I just knew they was lying

Any nigga hating, you can suck a dick and die

She in here going crazy, we ain't know your bitch was bi'

I don't know who made me, really got a different mind

The way I got this lick designed, I damn forget it was a crime

Nigga on your team'll go behind yo' back, three man weave, swear I seen it coming

Make you feel like God ain't good all the time

Nigga, yo' shit gone, why the fuck you keep on calling 'round?

Nigga, that bitch grown, she don't need no chaperone

Make sure your pockets match yo' tone but I ain't even taxing, though

Used to wrap Os, you know me from rapping, though

[Chorus: Big Mazie]

Ay, I just want the money, she just want me back

Let's go rack for rack, let's go rack for rack

Plug showing love, send it back to back

Benzes back to back, Beemers back to back

I just want the money, she just want me back

Let's go rack for rack, let's go rack for rack

Plug showing love, send it back to back

Benzes back to back, Beemers back to back