Bustin' out the bando
A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener
I 
went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip
I went from Smart Car to a 
bitch with some smart lips
And the F&M at my hip lip
I'm goin' fishin' 
with these little bitty shrimp dips
And my bank roll got a big dip
She 
gon' bring it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Quik Trip
I got .. in the 
alley, no tip there
She just wanna have a good day
Smoke way more weed 
than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til next May
Never let her fly 
away
What!? I heard ..
Listen what my nigga Tip say
If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' 
up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop 
wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you 
say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
Bitch, you can miss 
me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are 
Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out 
the Gucci store, they stuck with lettuce
She try .. on these bitches
When 
it's my time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches
Ay what's that we in the neighborhood for?
Standin' at the corner store 
with a pocket full of dough
I'll be damned if a nigga wipe a hood 
out
Learned that from UGK back in "Pocket Full of Stones"
Put your money 
down like a ..
You playin' with it, I'ma send 'em through your car 
door
But while ..
I'm doin' it for black and yellow, free ..
The head 
honcho, nigga no Tonto, nigga
I'm quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, 
nigga
Niggas talk shit, well I don't respond to no nigga
No murder, no 
dough, no convo
If it ain't about the money
Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' 
up
If it ain't about the money
Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop 
wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money
Nah I can't even hear what you 
say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
Bitch, you can miss 
me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
I'm packin' 11, I'm packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are 
Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out 
the Gucci store, they stuck with lettuce
She try .. on these bitches
When 
it's my time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches

