and i need all that green
and anyone touch my chain
i go to la just for a day
i shop in la and i don't do no baggage
she gon' do whatever a young nigga say
i'm grippin' the chopper first
new rollie a presidential
i make it go in her purse
open up fire in the residential
if we keep poppin' you lit up
ride with the mob like we a family
wipe out your family tree
all my diamonds ain't got no flaw
these niggas know i'm a bully
flood your blouse with bullets
put hoes inside your medulla
the ward or you come from the nolia
gotta keep with my bros till it blow up
my nigga got a glock nine
and i need all that green
and anyone touch my chain
i go to la just for a day
i shop in la and i don't do no baggage
she gon' do whatever a young nigga say