You see the door to the left is made for walkin' out
You see the window to the right is made for jumpin' out
We havin' too much of this money, never run it out
Bet it all on you, I'm bout' to cash out
Do you niggas need a rock star
Do you niggas need a block star
Nigga tryin' to play Russian roulette
Money only thing that get the pussy soakin' wet
Bad bitch, 21, black jack
Bad bitch, 21, and her ass fat
Vegas lights, Miami nights
Got a Spanish bitch from the high desert
My other bitch from the valley, though
Blow your brains out like a candle
I'm always with my dog like Toto
F*ck the bill, won't give a damn bout' the total
F*ck around and went monster
F*ck around and this bitch go bonkers
You a clown like Bozo, clown
My bitch play with crystals, she spiritual
Am hers, but I ain't hurt
Y'all niggas pussy niggas, wear your skirt
I'm not the two, I'm on one, nigga, I'm the first
You see the door to the left is made for walkin' out
You see the window to the right is made for jumpin' out
We havin' too much of this money, never run it out
Bet it all on you, I'm bout' to cash out
One named Monica, in Santa Monica
One named Tiffany, she want Tiffanys
I play the game, but they ain't gettin' shit from me
The realest who done it, I keep it a hunnid
Know we lookin' like some mobsters
Know we havin' fettuccine with the pasta
Round table meetin, eatin' with the lobster
The whole roster full of rastas
And I know these niggas, they'll switch up
Your mans ain't your mans, he'll bitch up
Where you found him from? Who is Crodie
I don't need these niggas around me, no Co-De
I do the dirt all alone, all alone
Build the house up on my own, on my own
New Benz, I'm talkin' AMG
I got the secret to the money, recipe
You see the door to the left is made for walkin' out
You see the window to the right is made for jumpin' out
We havin' too much of this money, never run it out
Bet it all on you, I'm bout' to cash out