[Hook: Fat Nick] Money on money I need it Foreign on foreign I'm speedin' [?] All of these bitches I lead 'em and lead 'em All of these drugs I just All of these drugs I just All of these drugs I just All of these drugs I just (x2)
[Verse 1: Mikey The Magician] We fuck up the venue We might blow the speaker up Bitch we cannot stand you I know y'all be creepin' up I know you be shakin' Bitch you need some cleanin' up I cannot defend you Boy you need to toughen up Uno dos tres Keep the nina by my chest Workin' hard I'm by the desk Dunder Mifflin with the check We got paper we in Scranton No insurance fuck the damage If I want it I'mma have it UPS track the package Now hold up ho the tech be fuckin' pourin' out Like hold up ho let me check the bank account Hey wassup wassup I got me some Benjis now Trap [?] then do a show I'm gucci now
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[Verse 2: Craig Xen] Hoppin' up out of the van Come get your mans He mad I'm tourin' now Xen [?] Mikey the Magician We whippin' [?] prescription and foreigns now G came a long way Bitch get out my face Everything you see we got we earned that the hard way [?] got me preachin' bout how they can't get no hand outs Tis the season, buffet feastin' Militia keep plenty rounds He who beefin gone be he who leakin' He keep playin' around We create the console Don't say that cause [?] down They see us succeeding tourin' nation wide They type they opinion we type ATM dollar amounts Then we gone deposit that More cash than your scholarship I dropped out of college and I'm ballin' on y'all faggot ass