Set It Off (Breath of Fresh Air) Erick Sermon (Ft. Fred the Godson, Mone & Swizz Beatz)

[Verse 1: Mone]
Hands to the ceiling, yeah, we come to do work
Don't nobody move and nobody getting murked
Wrist covered in jewels, timepiece a small work
Diamonds screaming, "Hallelujah," watch cost a small church
Get it how we live it
Spend it like we print it
Everything be tinted
We buy it, you niggas rent it
No, don't be offended, I give you niggas the business
Giving you bitches stitches, you would think I was a dentist
They label me a menace, A-Wax
Homie, you need that white, Ajax
We move em by the squares, eight-tracks
Swag on a mil, name even to the max
Racks on racks, yeah we all about that action
Bunch of bald yellowbone bitches, Toni Braxton
Take a hard hit to the face, Meeka Claxton
Your bitch up on my stick, when I hit I'm Reggie Jackson

[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
We gonna get it popping in this motherfucker, get it popping
We gon set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
Hands in the air in this motherfucker, hands up
We don't really care in this motherfucker, don't care
Get your drinks up in this motherfucker, drinks up
Smoke that good shit in this motherfucker, smoke something
Get all that cake in this motherfucker, get money
Ain't nobody hating in this motherfucker, show love