[Intro: Runtown]
Plenty money for bank and the pocket e too fat
When you see money dey fly na we be that
All eyes on me I dey feel like e 2Pac
Anytime I come o the people like who be that? who be that?

[Hook: Runtown]
Na we be the niggas wey dey step in the club with a bullion van
With a bullion van
Oh with a bullion van
Na we be the niggas wey dey step in the club with a bullion van
With a bullion van
Oh with a bullion van

[Verse 1: M.I Abaga]
Yeah, yeah huh
The bottles are poppin'
The bottles are poppin' it's nothing
The bottles are poppin' it's nothing
We killing the money, we dey put am for coffin
Yeah, then we offer condolences
You say that you're balling, the score line is goal-less
Anything wey don close, money go open am
You go think say na bow leg
Everything tear rubber, mr. pharmacist nyem Postinor
As a Christian, I must represent
Christian Louboutin, and Christian Dior
All these small boys with your shakara
All of them are faking
I got money in oil akara
Nigga I'll be caking huh
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