[Intro]

Huh, I'mma get that, dough

Tic tac

Huh, I'mma get that, dough

Whoa

[Verse 1]

He's a runner

All across the country chasing numbers

Doing what I wanna when I wanna

Always keep it hotter than the summer

Sliding through your city with my seat back

Ghost Coast winning, you can't beat that

Shining like a diamond, have you seen that

I break her for her paper, yeah I mean that, whoa

I'mma need the bag, make it full for me

She gone shake that ass, act a fool for me

Go ahead and drop it, show it all to me

Anytime she needs it, she gone call for me

If that kitty on purr, I'mma knock it

Smack that cat, till I pop it

I'm always in your ear spitting game

If you don't soak it up, you a lame

[Chorus]

I be out here, where wе get that dough

Playing with these o's likе tic-tac-toe

I don't love my exes, I don't want them no more

Five zeros with a one, all I needs one, more

Yeah I want one

Seven digits is a million and I want one

If it ain't about the money, what is it all for

I play the game like Tic Tac, go

[Verse 2]

He a stunner

Born and raised California

When I was 12 I was slanging DOSHA

School of hard knocks on my diploma

Always on the grind, had to watch out

They caught me for my crimes, had me locked down

When they let me out I was a changed man

I had to switch it up, change the game plan

Cut off all my exes, y'all ain't cool for me

No more bagging o's, all that's through for me

When I'm on this Mic, y'all get the truth from me

When I'm on the stage, look how they move for me

If your cities up next, I'mma rock it

If DREDA's on the lineup, then it's popping

Homie everywhere I goes the same

If you ain't at our shows you a lame

[Chorus]

I be out here, where we get that dough

Playing with these o's like tic-tac-toe

I don't love my exes, I don't want them no more

Five zeros with a one, all I needs one, more

Yeah I want one

Seven digits is a million and I want one

If it ain't about the money, what is it all for

I play the game like Tic Tac, go

[Verse 3]

He the realist

Never gave a damn about they feelings

All we really wanted was the millions

Had to coexist with all the villains

They was in your city selling HELLA dope

I was in your city giving HELLA hope

You was chasing girls and the nightlife

I was round the world, living tight life

Listen up young in, I got news for you

Them x's and them o's, they ain't good for you

If you don't pay attention, then it's bad for you

When they catch you slipping, it's a wrap for you

Gold diggers riding with you for your wallet

Fake friends always claiming how they solid

You better listen close to what I'm saying

If you don't get the picture, you are lame