Money Blu & Exile

[Intro]
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Dollar dollar bill y'all
But it was all about the skilled thug
Got those to pay bills, thrills beef off the cheap
Microphone be in they grills, they can hardly speak
I said pardon me darling, Godlee it's me
Offspring of benevolent offerings
And Heaven sent since the starving mic artiste
Over these heartbeats, kicks, claps
Ten dunk in the dunk can make the stiff relax
Take a whiff like piff in bags, take a pic of that
School class, whipping the Jag
In the slow lane coasting so the memories last
Brand new assembly, a sweet ensemble
Led by the B-L, need I remind you?
Show a don what a don do
Bully lines without the lines to
Get paid with a round blue Thomas, got two watches
On the wrist like swatches, swap meet profits
Pockets on swoll like a soul that's sold
But you're only four wallets though, wall it all over then

[Hook]
If–If–If–If–If–If–If–If–If–If
If this is hell, let me
L–L–L–L–Let me get my mail