Intro
Stop playing, young niggas
[?]
*Black Money Boyz Deathrow Fuck Nigga*
[?]
Stop playing with this shit, man
You know what's going on

Verse 1
Only thing a bitch good for
Is get my dick hard
All these hoes think they gangsta
But I'm the real boss
Hit the club, pop that pussy
Bitch get lost
If that hoe ain't making money
Then she [?]
Man I hate to leave your bitch
That fake like she rich
[?]
This money counterfeit
Florida niggas we the fraud
But that's the [?]
Miami niggas we go hard
I face-fucked the bitch

Chorus
Man, I hate that sucker shit
Blinding niggas with my wrist
And my golds look like crisp
I'ma ball hard on these hoes like a fist
These jitts ain't no shit
Talking down, you get hit
I got rounds, hella clip
Knock you down, you gеt flipped

Verse 2
Finesse thе bitch, fuck that hoe
And never stress that bitch
I put my dick in the mouth, tongue [?]
I had to do it by myself
[?]
You disrespect the Dade County
And I'm off the shit
I'll leave you lonely lil' homie
Like you're introverted
You ain't a bad bitch
'Till you got a money purpose
I had to put on for my city
'Cause I know we worth it
You know I had to do it big
Like [?]

Chorus
Man, I hate that sucker shit
Blinding niggas with my wrist
And my golds look like crisp
I'ma ball hard on these hoes like a fist
These jitts ain't no shit
Talking down, you get hit
I got rounds, hella clip
Knock you down, you get flipped