Shmoney Ain’t A Problem Diddy (Ft. Bobby Shmurda, Chinx, French Montana & Rowdy Rebel)

[Intro]
La musica de Harry Fraud

[Verse 1: Bobby Shmurda]
They yellin', "Bobby put the crack down!"
A nigga makin' money off of rap now
So I had to pass the trap down
In the studio, I feel like Uncle Sam now
Mama always said I was a problem kid
Movin' work, I used to traffic where my mama live
And I even kept them ratchets at my mama crib
I had a 9, a 45 and a banana clip
Pull up on a nigga with a hundred rounds
Ain't no shootin' out the car, we gon' run him down
I told Monte, "Have him dead before the Sun is down"
Then I tell Fredricks, "Hit the club and bring a hundred out"
Bitch a hundred out
Bitch a hundred out
Bitch, money ain't a problem
Bring them gunners out, BLAOW
Bring them gunners out
Bitch money ain't a problem

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Shawty, bust it open, bend it over, how ya feel?
First they hit me up and then I got up, made a mil'
And my dogs don't swap it if that package ain't sealed
I ain’t talkin' 'bout them Beats, but my dog slangin' pills
The Pepsi and the Cola, crocs and the cobra
Artist and promoter, pull the Phantom and the boat up
Like haan