I seen 6 black trucks on camera, they can't stand us We the ones with the work, all my guns got Bananas I'm a legend in Atlanta, bring that Perp price back Bern ran shit, fell off, bounce right back Had 30, ran out quick, I need the re-up now I got a stash box poppin, just a few blocks down Bay shit with the Pitsberg sound We got Miami in the building, this a vibe when the mob sit down I'm still active, I ain't give up yet I just want more cheques, walk in and let the Rolex flex I'm a Bay boy baby, keep the UHall for ya Took a trip to Jamaica, just me and my mule I smoke good in every city I'm in 2 bottles of Jin 2 pounds in the room of the win Throwin dice in the city of sin, I can't lose When I step in the room, another bad bitch choose All I need is a light And Imma get the vibe right Me and the bag all night We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down The neighbors keep callin the cops, they can't stand us White Ts, we on the block with Bandanas Got niggas dieing over these blocks that they own Find out like the arber, this is not like home Stearingweal, he got popped, and his whole brains blown I'm from a place where you know you gotta keep that chroam It's crazy round my way, you know I came from the bottom So when he told me it was business, I told Bern I got him Got a bad white bitch in the kitchen, she making Pestos Doing it from scratch, I spend it and make it back Get a couple dollars, they don't know how to act This is boss shit, got 30 hollos in this long clip With my dogs, so it's mob shit You know we all lit She miss a nigga, she keep callin I know they hate to see me ballin She let me hit it in the morning You think you know me, you don't know shit We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down Up on her, I'm good with the fingerroll Good with the get and go Bitches want the money, I smash, they come and go I'm blowed up, no artillery Flocka in the trap, heavy artillery Coad 9 Hillery, talkin bout Rico Load on the speedboat, causin the keelo Drop game without Cheefo, blowin, smokin Choakin, shhot please Top down ocean Hit the pilot Gs That's like a blue face, make us 2 face Got your girl going 2 ways You can't save her It's too late Look at they face You can tell they jealous All this blue face, cost the Marjellas Move like we fellins Yeah all of them fellins Ain't shit you can tell us Got Kush in the metals We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down We talk money when we sit down