Fast Money Slow Money CHRIST DILLINGER, DJ Smokey & RXKNephew

[Intro: RXKNephew]
(Drugs, guns, violence and terrorism)
(We supply it for a good price)
Yeah, nigga, where you find this?
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh
Fast money, slow money
Fast money, slow money
Side door, front door money
Side door, front door money
Fast money, slow money
Fast money, slow money
Side door, front door money (This song is funded by stolen oil money)
Side door, front door money

[Verse 1: RXKNephew]
Fast money, slow money
Side door, front door money
Got my bitch wit' me, that's hoe money
Got bro in the front, swing to door for me
Baby, I can't help myself
They say I got mental health
Spent five-hunnid on my Gucci belt
Six-fifty for my BB belt
It's me and Dillinger wit' four nicks
Drop the price low and got a stove split
We some drugs dealers, we don't own shit
Independent trapper, he don't owe shit
They say my left wrist sick as hell
She ain't gettin' no Chanel
I pulled up in that cookie cream
My left pocket can pay the bail
I bow my top and do my thang
I get up, throw on all my chains
Slow lane Larry, slow lane
Top shelf hit like propane
She say she like the way I dress
Got out my sleep and chased a check
He trappin', still ain't made it yet
That money, I still ain't save it yet