[Intro: 2 Pistols]
Yeah, it's Blood Money, baby
You know how I love money
2 Pistols
It's Blood Money, baby
I'm gettin' money, what you know about it?
Talkin' 'bout that money (Ah-hah), that bring a ho up out her
Big faced hundreds (Ah-hah), I need some ones, though (Oh)
One (One), two (Two), three (Three), le'go

[Chorus: 2 Pistols]
We 'bout to set it off, set it off, set it off (Yeah)
We 'bout to set it off, set it off, set it off (Yeah)
We 'bout to set it off, set it off, set it off
Lean in my cup, got me leanin' on my dog
We 'bout to set it off, set it off, we throwin' money (Money)
We 'bout to set it off, got a hunnid bottles comin' (Comin')
We 'bout to set it off, set it off, in this bitch (Bitch)
You pussy niggas hatin' (Hatin'), well, you could suck a dick, bitch, I'm rich

[Verse 1: 2 Pistols]
Uh, young nigga with a old swag
Seven-trey, candy paint, antique tags
Fuck it, I'ma pull out my new shit
Roof gone, sun hit the wrist and blind a bitch
Smokin' on my swisher, slidin' through the city
Got my hand on my pistol, your bitch screamin', "2 Pistols"
I'm wavin' on her, I ain't fucked her in a while
And she way fatter, you still believin' all her lies?
I been smashed her, that's like talkin' 'bout "She Got It"
Man, that been platinum, I'm the talk 'round my city, man, they stay yappin'
I got them bitches goin' crazy, straight jacket
I bet these ten thousand ones get that ass clappin'
Like Wale them said, "Do it with no hands, baby", redbone lookin' tasty
I'm standin' on the couch, tell them to shake it
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