Make Money Not Friends Hooligan Hefs

[Intro]
Make money not friends, with the same ones 'till the end
Single shot, .410, now my semi extends

[Chorus]
Make money not friends, with the same ones 'till the end
You remember me then, now I'm créme de la créme
Single shot, .410, now my semi extends
Yeah, with the time slow, but, summer's [?]

[Verse 1]
Stack or style, so I'm out here stackin' (stackin')
We were in hell, no sign of the Chaplain
Said I'm workin' 9-5, but most of us trappin'
The love's still the same, all down for the action

[Verse 2]
More money, less problems, that's my intention (Mm-mm)
He tried to diss, and got sacked, like an intervention
You have to walk straight to war, but I was always steppin'
All of mine go to work, no one at reception (What else?)

[Verse 3]
So we put our trust in the scales, send out a text with sales
They raid a bro, no stress, put whatever for bail
Shots fired, we don't pretend, do more damage than hail
We're really good on either end, get done here or in jail