(Intro)

Oh shit man, forreal before the cops come

Come on man, get this nigga out the trunk doe

We got shows on and shit man, c'mon Black! C'mon man!

Hey hey let's go man

We were supposed to have the car ready

Stick to the plan, we'll get out this bitch

I ain't goin to jail!

I ain't going back in no jailhouse!

(Hook)

Fuckin' with the squad, that's gone get yo' ass murked

I ain't lyin, how yo' ass layin' in the dirt?

If he ain't talkin' money I don't give a fuck

That type of nigga, how yo' ass layin' in the hearse? x2

(Verse 1)

Bang, bang, B-A-N-G

Runnin' on the green, I don't need cleats

All I need is money, and that's all I see

Aviator Guccis, all I see is G

Twenty once in that pack G, don't push to my eyes B (?)

Ass living (?), you past living

You lames come handle me

Getting money affecting me

Run yo mouth and we work the C (?)

If you bump that ass in Jackson, then you know we kept the C (?)

Don't fuck around with that Rob B

Don't make me have to ride on him

I'm a smooth nigga, I'm down to ride

Don't make me have to slide on him

All black and I'm masked up

And I ride with that Macs up

I hit a nigga now stacked to his chest (?)

Feel him up like Ciroc shots

I'm still G and I'll never change

I'm always known to stack dollars

That one down, he goin' down (?)

He sells flowers with that pollen (?)

On the block, Black put him in a hearse

Let me know if we got a problem

Don't fuck around, I'll leave yo' momma cryin'

And you'll end up with them cops callin'

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Put a price on yo' head like a fitted cap

Crazy young nigga with the semi packed

I'm making money, I'm puttin' money, no counterfeit (?)

If you making money I'll take this money, no bullshit

Call my brother super he hit that back shot (?)

Or head shots, he'll take it all (?)

Man yo' brain's everywhere, no cleaning up

Man'll pay you caps, no I ain't no janitor (?)

(Verse 3: Urboyblack)

Sippin' on Corona

Chillin' with my niggas

Down to count them figures

Down to pull them triggers

Free my brother Duke

R.I.P. my niggas

(?)

Ha ha, ridin' round and we winnin'

Got yo' bitch here grinnin'

Made or not, she's singing

All my niggas is winnin'

Count the caps, we spendin'

This urboyblack

And damn right I'm winnin'!

(Hook)

(Outro)

Good shit fellas, good shit fellas

Yeah yeah yeah, we did the motherfuckin' job nigga

We some real Gs

Yeah that shit, that shit was 'aight man

Get shit done man, as always, man

You almost fucked it up, man

Black dropped the dead body and shit

Man you got scared when you seen them car lights too nigga!

Damn right nigga, I ain't goin' back

Fuck it nigga, let's go get something to eat