Let the money ride
Let the paper ride, let the money grow
Got four big bands on thirty-five, hit twice in a row
Pull up to the door late night and they ask you for the code
Tell 'em click 5-8-5 on the pad, good to go
Die for the money I would go
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real 1z
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
I would die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real
Look I got 4x4 wheels grippin' 'til I go ghost
Neeko told me that I got clones, that's a copy 10-4 (what I tell you?)
Still the only one throwing dollars, throwing pesos
Shinobi when I move through the shadows y'all do the most
Ninja star through the heart, don't get sliced
Day 1z with me since fist fights
We got eyes, got insights
We ain't sign til' the bag right
Only bad 1z, get the invite
Only real 1z, all I need is some
Good pussy and a blunt
Only real 1z, all I need is some
Good pussy and I
Let the money ride
Let the paper ride, let the money grow
Got four big bands on thirty-five, hit twice in a row
Pull up to the door late night and they ask you for the code
Tell 'em click 5-8-5 on the pad, good to go
Die for the money I would go
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real 1z
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
I would die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real
Pull up to the corner store quicker
Need 'em Backwoods, need the liquor
Grab her by the hips 'cause she thicker
Off the molly I'm a whole lot sicker
I'm a whole lot sicker
Eat it rare that's a whole ass dinner
You know that I stay on my cold flex winter
You know that I came for like ten times winnings
You know Nino days the beginning
If you see Suburbans yeah we in 'em
Burning rubbers, streets lethal
She earning money, spread eagle
Damn that ass should be illegal
If you see Suburbans, yeah we in 'em
Money bets, need a re-up yeah
Still all I'm seeing are D cups
Call security over to escort the pick up
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real 1z
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
I would die for the money, I would die for the money
(Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa)
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real
Ride for my real 1z, die for the real