(CashMoneyAP)

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

And you got one life to live, and a nigga tryna win

So I'm posted up in this trap (I'm in the trap)

And if the crackers kick it in, everybody gettin' ten

But what other choices do we have?

So I'm takin' chances with my life daily

I ain't frontin' nothing, I need money, got to pay me

First it bubble, then double, turnin' coke to a Mercedes

Then get it gone so fast, Mike Tyson in the eighties

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Ooh (Skrrt, skrrt)

Ooh (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Ooh (Skrrt, skrrt)

Oh you the man now?

I suggest you go and pay them lawyers

Got your hand out, but, nigga, I ain't got nothing for ya

We got grams now, I suggest you come and place an order

We done ran out, dope gone, shop closed first quarter

My phone chirp, he like

"What's the word and who got the work? "

For the dirt, say he need a bird, pull up to the curb

But wait, you might have a wire up under your shirt

My lil' brother say, "Let's hit the Interstate every first"

All these bitches fake

they just wanna take your cake and splurge

Fuck a dinner date, I don't need you anyway, smirk

All these bitches fake

they just wanna take your cake and splurge

Fuck a dinner date, I tell a ho, "Smirk"

And you got one life to live, and a nigga tryna win

So I'm posted up in this trap (I'm in the trap)

And if the crackers kick it in, everybody gettin' ten

But what other choices do we have?

So I'm takin' chances with my life daily

I ain't frontin' nothing, I need money, got to pay me

First it bubble, then double, turnin' coke to a Mercedes

Then get it gone so fast, Mike Tyson in the eighties

Ayy, he from the eighties

Mike Tyson in the eighties

He get 'em gone

Woah, woah

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh