[Intro: Ralo & Jacquees]
Yeah, yeah
Jacquees, Young Stunna, baby I'm the third
And I'm a threat nigga, Ralo
What?
(We got London on Da Track)
Famgoon
[Chorus: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limits (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)
We done been down for a minute (for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone
[Verse 1: Ralo]
I got that money, I got that bag, I got that cash
Don't get him mad, he gonna blast, where are they at?
All of these niggas been hating on us
I think they mad 'cause we making them bucks
Who give a fuck, who give a fuck?
We gonna light one of these niggas up
Came up, I done did it, Ralo done fucked up the city
All of my niggas be with it, none of my niggas ain't quitting
All of them people gon' feel me, all of them people gon' hear me
Ralo done stepped in the building, yeah
I miss dog food, it made me a millionaire
Yeah, yeah
Jacquees, Young Stunna, baby I'm the third
And I'm a threat nigga, Ralo
What?
(We got London on Da Track)
Famgoon
[Chorus: Jacquees]
Came up I done did it (I done did it)
Push your cap back, no fitted (no fitted)
That bank roll, gotta get it (gotta get it)
Ain't taking these niggas serious (niggas serious)
I got cash money, no limits (no limit)
Tie that flag round me, this that scrimmage (this that scrimmage)
We done been down for a minute (for a minute)
I done been down, now I'm living (now I'm livin')
Yeah i'm still riding with the boys (the boys)
Still riding with the toys (the toys)
We'll pull up on you, don't make us pull up on you
Now everything I got I own, these bad bitches catching on
Fast money and it's long, I got big money like a phone
[Verse 1: Ralo]
I got that money, I got that bag, I got that cash
Don't get him mad, he gonna blast, where are they at?
All of these niggas been hating on us
I think they mad 'cause we making them bucks
Who give a fuck, who give a fuck?
We gonna light one of these niggas up
Came up, I done did it, Ralo done fucked up the city
All of my niggas be with it, none of my niggas ain't quitting
All of them people gon' feel me, all of them people gon' hear me
Ralo done stepped in the building, yeah
I miss dog food, it made me a millionaire
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