Vicious Shoreline Mafia

[Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey (What?)
Got money change your timezone
To different countries, different states
All I know is getting K's, catching plays
I'm making shade, oh damn

[Verse 1]
How much money did I make today?
Baller real hard no fade away
I can teach you 'bout my player ways
Go back in my robbing days
No robbing cheese, my dick is creased
If it ain't money ain't shit to me
Talk shit to me, you history
Back in the day I had shit to eat
Why the fuck yo' girl keep hitting me?
I think she only looking for some real dick to eat
If she call up little Robbie I'ma hit it to sleep
Twenty racks I'ma get it this week
What? I like my money lean like I like my drinks
Shorty turn into a freak when we in them sheets
Better leave black sheets if you in this beef
Tec twenty-one with a Glock twenty three
Still thinking 'bout coping that M16
I be geeking on a lotta M6 sixteen
Gonna try six rings, what the fuck that mean?
Urgh