squattin'

fuck a nigga hatin'

this money i be chasin'

fuck a nigga hatin'

fuck a nigga hatin'

this money i be chasin'

9-11 racin'

i came from the basement

not a pot to piss in

now its v-12 engines

speedin' out the trenches

i'm squattin' on you hoes

take a nigga soul

got snakes on my clothes

diamond boogers in my gold

hermes when i blow my nose

designer from head to toe

fashion killa wish a gunter

four g savings like a nunchuk

cuban shining like the sun's up

bank on my like sun trust

never spend it on a ho

ain't no ho that son trust

maybach like a small bus

got enough room to throw a party in it

ride by catch a body in it

treat that '62 like a '64

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

fuck a nigga hatin'

this money i be chasin'

9-11 racin'

i came from the basement

not a pot to piss in

now its v-12 engines

speedin' out the trenches

i'm squattin' on you hoes

fish scale we play with that

fuck 12 in my raiders hat

on the southeast where my raiders at

b & e taking all your stacks

my.357 i call it cap

jet black its pro-black

triangle where the nose at

squeeze once they all collapse

i smoke

relax get my chill on

gotta smoke 12 before i feel stoned

copied so much that i feel cloned

streets ain't safe but its still home

off the porch with the.45

i'm the mj of gats

trill niggas don't fade away

ride the 'rari like chevrolet

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

keep it jumpin'

fuck a nigga hatin'

this money i be chasin'

9-11 racin'

i came from the basement

not a pot to piss in

now its v-12 engines

speedin' out the trenches

i'm squattin' on you hoes