Money To Make Birdman (Ft. Mack Maine & Rick Ross)

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My niggas one hunnit, my corner one hunnit
The car cost a hunnit, the drum hold a hunnit
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost a hunnit
The Nikes cost a hunnit, the ice in abundance

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Now I'm fucking with H, can't be taking no shorts
We scoring the points, we done made it a sport
Scheduled to testify, never made it to court
I sprinkle pesticide, set a trap and you go
You can't be talking loud when you walking in the house
Fuck what you talking bout, bitch you walking in and out
I ain't whipping no ounce, I ain't touching no ounce
If you fuck with an ounce, get the fuck out the house
Cause it's only squares, when you come in here
So for all you squares, let me make it clear
Let me get it straight, I'm the fish in the tank
Not the fish in the tank
I got money to make

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
My niggas 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the drum hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance
My niggas 100, my corner 100
The car cost 100, the drum hold 100
Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
The Nikes cost 100, the ice in abundance