[Hook]
We makin' the dollars on rap
We makin' that dollars on traap
We makin' tha dollar on bussines
We makin' dollars and history (2x)
[Verse 1: Young Shark]
I'll park the bentley on my side
I'll call that lil bitch, she thot
Always keep the money on my mind
If I need I pull up, and 2 shots
Sip the Actavis, lean, Oh my God
I'm gon' crazy, the flow and my rhyme
Breakin' all the records, beat the pot
Look my diamonds, I know that gon' shine
Shark just killin' all of those bitches
Back on the day... Kick door on this bitch
Lookin' for a label, nigga, n' we can sign
Goin' on our style, and that's too tight
Christian Loubitin, my whip is frog eyes
Back in the last year, I wrote Still Alive
I'm trappin' n' rappin', but don't make hotbox
I ride down the city in ma new drop top
[Hook]
We makin' the dollars on rap
We makin' that dollars on traap
We makin' tha dollar on bussines
We makin' dollars and history (2x)
[Verse 2: LoG]
At least, me
All I need, parties every week
Working hard everyday, so I can sleep
'Cause you know that we go crazy in this B
Fuck around and you got nothin' to eat
'Cause you keep feel that we keep flowing like this
Give it some time, the name will be rich
Sippin on act or sipping on tea
Don't try to fool anybody like me
Better know it's time to smash it
This is dedication, no laughing
For a definition, it's tragic
It's trap mixed with magic
From Houdini back to reality
From pimping to a whole classiness
No need to keep chasing packs
'Cause you know I'll lead you to the happiness
Redefining where I wanna be
In the meantime, LoG
Just keep practicing those keys
So he can maximize the cheese
Looking forward to the relief
That this game will bring to me
2 tapes done, ready for three?
Not enough, we'll make 'em in a spree
[Hook]
We makin' the dollars on rap
We makin' that dollars on traap
We makin' tha dollar on bussines
We makin' dollars and history (2x)
[Verse 3: Young Shark & *LoG*]
*You see, the currency ain't a problem
We make it on euro and dollar
Been trapping with a Motorola
Been partying a lot on the sofa*
Straight outta bando, we sipping on soda
If you want the dope with me, call my Motorola
*I said it a lot, I repeat
This life that I rap is my dream
The problem is that in this year
I'm ready to be the king*
We, YSLOG
We gon' throw the racks
If you're not my bitch
I'm going with all ass