[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
I’m the perfect portrait of a man hop out the burgundy brougham
Looking like zohan get with the program
Leave you with no head then no hands
No more holding hands motherfuckers is sweeter than golden grahams
I represent a place were you wish you were from
Fuck around slip up you’ll be missing a son Just like a cloudy day
Dime bag and some mother fucking alisé
Never forget from were I came from day one
Bitch I does this gave your bitch a chunkiss is to chase the monsters
Smoking stupid shit to keep my fucking lungs fit
Hard top gators click clacking like a gun clip
Drinking liquor out the bottle
It feels like I just won the lotto
I only made a million dollars
Already spent that million dollars

[Chorus:]
It go mo money mo crime screaming fuck the po-nine
I hold mine down ain’t no gett’n it if you don’t grind
Homie I want the whole nine
Real ones that cosign they I know I’m official
Lets get this money it’s go time say let’s get this money it go time
You heard gotta get this money it’s go time uugh let’s get this money it go time
Can’t stop gotta get that money it’s go time
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