One 2 Spiffy Global (Ft. Jay Critch & Pi'erre Bourne)

[Intro: Jay Critch]
Aye, aye
I'm like‚ hold up
I'm like one's for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I'm like one's for the money
Hold up‚ Spiffy on this mofucker

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
I'm like one's for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I cannot run out of money‚ all of my niggas get big bucks
Fuck 'em if they movin' funny, you know that bag gettin' picked up
If it's really drama then my shoota', he gunnin'
My shoota' tryna go hit some
That means you end up a victim
I get them racks and I flip them
Run it up‚ gotta grind hard, won't let my momma see me in prison
I been finnesin', you want some‚ gotta take some
He ain't stick to the G code, he ain't signt up, we erased him

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I get that bag, yeah, the money, it go with me
And it's a sweep, i'm winnin' this 0 and 3
She in the sheets, the dick in her ovaries
Nigga it's a leak, the drip is all over me
You ain't workin', if you really want it then you gotta go get that shit
Remember all them days, where my pockets hurtin' and I had to go hit that lick
There was a lot of times, thought I'd never make it and I gotta admit that shit
But you know that I never quit, yeah, nigga you gotta get it how you live
I got on then put my momma in a crib
We said that we would do it and we did
Now these niggas talkin', they do not exist
Checkin' another bag off the list
I see the money and I'm callin' dibs
Diamonds slow dance, shine like a disco
Grown man, I can't talk to you kids though
Shorty go down, doin' the limbo
I'm takin' chances, I had to take a risk
Same team, ain't no new faces
All these new niggas never gave a shit, nah