I step up in this bitch like Moses
Damn right, motherfucker, Red Sea got departed 
This is that All About The Money remix?
Well, Ima kill a motherfucker before it even get started
We got London on da... 
The chrome to the bricks, nigga rag to the riches
Damn right, nigga did it with the soda
Nigga still livin like a G, keep some niggas round me
Thatll kill your ass like some Ebola
I count six shots!
Young! Serve em out the Range Rover 
I swear my Rollie stay shining like a rainbow 
I took that money machine, filled it with hella green 
You be shining like I sprayed you with some oil sheen
DC Young Fly, now what the fuck you mean? 
Young said he Seen It All, now what the fuck yall seen? 
Left the club in a Wraith, came in a helicopter
David Beckham, way I kick it like Im playing hella soccer
I turn the valet to a helipad 
Nigga straight walk up in the bitch like Im Nino
From the coat on my back, to the shoes on my feet 
Everything on me Valentino 
Im talkin Boyz N Da Hood, went solo, nigga 
Testarossa back then, ex-Polo nigga
Niggas still on my dick, what you a homo, nigga?
When you sayin my name, its free promo, nigga!
What! Look!
If it aint about the money
Dont be blowin me up, nigga I aint gettin up
If it aint about the... Look!
If it aint about the money
Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time
Look, you bitch ass niggas
If it aint about that check, nigga
If it aint about the money
Nah I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit
Aint finna do shit!
If it aint about the money 
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
Bitch, you can miss me with it! Look, turn! Hey!
Turn up!
What you think Im standin in the trap for? 
With the fully automatic at the back door
Cause when its on, know its on, call me King Corleone 
Imma keep it 1000 like a crack ounce
Give a damn if Im flat broke 
Im filthy rich, Im still the same, thats a fact though
Oh yeah, we all about the money, nigga
All you got is money when my name hold weight like a fat ho
I can never join in the game less Im capo
Milkin these niggas even though Im fuckin lactose
Take off on the cops, Mama said, Dont look back, bro
Im in New York and Im ballin just like a Net, though
Im drinkin bubblegum pink like Pepto
Bismol, bet she wanna come through
And get low, Ima be with Haitians
All my Zos, Tip tell these niggas, bro
Bankroll Mob, yeah, we on, we retarded
Ima give you 15 from the carbine 
Hit you in the leg, in your head, then your face
When you dead, bet ya Ima take your place on the Forbes list
So better miss with that bullshit, partner
Ill be hopping out your bushes with a full clip, got em 
Ill take a big stick to a fuck nigga neck 
Swinging at it, kind of like a piñata
Im a beast with the choppa, Im the same without it
Graduated from the lean, thats my alma mater
Um! Shoot em in his head, he say, Look at my roof!
No sticks, no seeds, only kush in my kush
Make a nigga commit suicide and call it a selfie
I get Ms like mmm-mmmm-mmm
Im an asshole, Im full of myself
You get an asshole full of my foot
They find your ass in the woods when they look
And these hoes aint as good as they look
I need to take my own advice though
Cause if the pussy good then Im good
Where your ghetto pass, nigga? I been big since a little-ass nigga
You little-ass nigga, you dont get a pass, nigga
Started as a middle-class nigga
When I blew up, I aint even hear the blast, nigga 
I was chillin, smokin on the loud
Focused on the future, but I need my money now
Dont give me the runaround
Upstairs in my mansion, knock-knock, Whos there?
I aint even comin down if it aint about the money
If it aint about the money 
Dont be blowin me up, nigga I aint gettin up 
If it aint about the money
Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time
If it aint about the money 
Nah I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit
Aint finna do shit, my nigga!
If it aint about the money
Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it
Turn up! 
I get money on a very rainy day 
I would love to spray your face with Olay, aye
No computer cause she never wanted space, aye
I swear lil mama is the weirdest in the place, ayy
Im a big G, dinosaur B
You know, YSL takin over streets
Im a K-Ci, where is Jodeci?
Ima treat em bad like he supposed to be
Im a blood, nigga, dont try to approach me
Girl, lets hit like Kobe and Ginobili
If them not Gucci earmuffs, you cant ignore me
Her booty piped up like a circus, baby, show me
I might just take off on that broad cause she dont know me
Dej Loaf, change that beef to macaroni
No scale, but my bitches say Im bony
Lil mama still blushing at the old me 
Nigga, Thug in the Impala, whole Hustle Gang follow
Coming from a hundred thousand to another million dollars
You finna fuck around and get yo ass whooped, dawg 
We send ya bullets bout the size of a football
I got a youngin with a shottie, charge a hundred for a body
I’ll pay that to watch a monkey fuck a football, ayo!
Units of the yayo, since I was a day old
Uncle taught me say, Hasta luego if it ain’t about the money!
Fatality