Towers

(Woo, Woo) (Woo, Woo) (Woo, Woo) Spending hundreds, that's for certain Counting money, till the crack of dawn Got to get to it, even though a nigga yawning Money on my mind, while she ride me like a pony Got these niggas acting sour First you get the money, then you get the power Extendo clip, shoot for a whole hour Fucking with the gang, knock you down like the towers Yeah, who say they better than me? Got your bitch on her knees at the double tree Ice on my neck, like they're happy feet Talking crazy on my name, that's blasphemy Going downtown, niggas look up to me Running to the money like an NFL athlete I cannot snot stop, until I drop They wonder how it feel to be at the top Yeah, I do not f*ck with no opps My homie he paranoid, checking the corner for cops My pockets hot, just like the block Back in the day, used to hide weed in my socks I got a bad bitch on lock We shooting movies everyday, no Vivica fox If we don't know you and you wanna joke? We gonna strip you down to your Haines and your socks She ride me like she at the fair White fur coat, dripping like Ric Flair You can go get the money or you can just sit there They want my shine, but they cannot get near Speed in my lane, about to move up a gear (Scrr, Woo, Scrr Uh) King of the jungle, might as well call me King Kong (Scrr, Woo, Scrr) Spending hundreds, that's for certain Counting money, till the crack of dawn Got to get to it, even though a nigga yawning Money on my mind, while she ride me like a pony Got these niggas acting sour First you get the money, then you get the power Extendo clip, shoot for a whole hour Fucking with the gang, knock you down like the towers Spending hundreds, that's for certain Counting money, till the crack of dawn Got to get to it, even though a nigga yawning Money on my mind, while she ride me like a pony Got these niggas acting sour First you get the money, then you get the power Extendo clip, shoot for a whole hour Fucking with the gang, knock you down like the towers Knock you down like the towers Choppa gonna leave a nigga red, like a flower Your gang they lose, my niggas they pull up with tools All of this money don't know what to do I'm breaking the rules Got this bitch over here sucking me Yeah, she in the mood I get the money, I do not have time for the flexing That's what these broke niggas do Ooh yeah, that's what you do Money, stacking to the roof My diamonds they shine and they wet like a pool You cannot play me like a fool I know the game real well, that's why I don't lose You say I can't fit in your shoes? I ain't tryna wear them, they're not Christian Loubs