[Intro: Bigga Rankin]
It takes money to go to war, young nigga
Cause for every nigga willing to die to get a bag
It's a nigga willing to kill you just to keep it
[?] young fly nigga from the bottom
Talk to 'em, Fararrii Fred

[Chorus: Fred Rarrii]
Getting money, getting checks
A cool hundred on my neck
The money long, pussy nigga money long
Yeah
I got the hittas in the front of the foreign
I got them hittas in the back of the foreign
Yeah the money long, pussy nigga money long
Yeah
Yeah
You know that [?] cirtified
About this YFN shit, we'd die
The money long, pussy nigga money long

[Verse 1: Fred Rarrii]
You know I stay down, from rats to insects, to better places now
From bread to syrup, we eating steak now
We eating steak now
Told my mama, baby girl, everything straight now
I want chains on my gang nigga, I want chains on my gang
They can give me a murder, I won't mention no name
Can you feel my pain?
Ready to die about these YFN chains
That's [?]
That's on my mama
I sware to god, I don't know what happened, your honor
Raise my right hand in the court room and lie
Before I tell on my niggas, I'll fry
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