One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin for you
Three, four, knockin on your door
Five, six, comin through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin a lil late
Nine, ten, Im ridin with extendeds
Eleven, twelve, Forbes on my hit list
Thirteen, fourteen, karats on my pinky
Fifteen, sixteen, tattoos bitch, Im inky
Seventeen, eighteen, chains got me iced out
Nineteen, twenty, fuckin bands to get you sniped out
Little case, twenty-one bands will get you right out
Free Cdai, a .22 shotters on me right now
Twenty-threes on the car, twenty-fours on the truck
Twenty-five times 2s in my motherfuckin Glock
I got twenty-six pumps for a motherfuckin thot
Im sendin twenty-seven shots at a motherfuckin opp
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin for you
Three, four, knockin on your door
Five, six, comin through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin a little late
Twenty-nine, thirty, I was posted with them .30s
Thirty-one, thirty-two, Im so gone like a birdy
Thirty-three, thirty-four, call me Sosa Paul Birdy
Thirty-five, thirty-six, I got my ball all dirty
Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, Tony Tiger bitch, Im great
Thirty-nine, forty, I can sense these niggas fate
Forty-one, forty-two, I want it from them in the coupe
Im goin 143 and 144 too
Forty-five for my jacket, aw man!
Forty-six in them and we givin out ten
Forty-seven of them bands
Big racks like I wear a 48 in pants
BANG BANG
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin for you
Three, four, knockin on your door
Five, six, comin through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin a little late