Where's My Money

[INTRO:]Ayo

Green... I feel like

I'm turnin green too!

From Bill

Bixby!... to some incredible

Hulk *******t!

I don't even know why u give me *******t like this to spit to?

I'm sure we speak the same language

******* you *******... pay me

Wait a minute... came to go get it... ranger fitted

Whenever it come to paper... better know

I'm major with it

Make it rain a major blizzard... leather alligator lizard

I Talledega race any challenger name a didgit

Even if on the slightest you take a smidget or dare touch my revenue

I slice you with the razor quit it

Icey till

I make it frigid... (BURRRR)...

The laws of physics says it's getting cold... my money taller than a hall of midgets

I get up all up in it

Kickin down the door (Who is it!?)

******* I be the crew of bill collectors... pay the mall a visit

After cleanin bank accounts you questioned if

I gave a *******t if not

I tell the truth so you could tell em that the player did

It(HEYAAA)

It's ok I say a prayer it's the mayor bititch slayer givin you another layer of the data tritick

Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch lines

Funny how

I ******* dimes... ******* you know

I want mine

Where my ******* money? ![HOOK:]

I ain't speakin foreign... you know what

I'm saying

Better have my bread *******

I ain't playin(*******... where my ******* money?)

Mark every word spoken, better sell your *******

If you think

I'm jokin?(muh******... where my ******* money?)

Think I still ain't crazy cause

I cut my dread

And if you short my cake

I'm off side of your head(******* where my ******* money?)[VERSE 2:](OHHHH)

Critical it's pitifull

I'm cynical

How I deliver lyricals and take these other *******s paper

Topsy-tervy contraversy

I'm so thirsty go no mercy

For some of these *******...

I collect my money now and later

Keep it movin with the clique... while making ******* hit the strip

Cake up everyday

I wake I R

ATE the way my money flip

I want it's mine... borderline... call it crime... all the *******ne

I'm takin it

Ain't no mistakin it ******* what's yours is mine

No need to second guess it check

I'm the gloss and grind the gritty and the floss, the profit and the loss all intertwined

Because I profit from your losses

You don't want it... you should get it

In the hood with you money...

I extended my line of credit

The medic... doctor ryhmes that put you on a dihharettic shrinkin up a ******* pockets

Simple *******z style pathetic

Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch lines

Funny how

I ******* dimes... ******* you know

I want mine

Where my ******* money? ![HOOK:]

I ain't speakin foreign... you know what

I'm saying

Better have my bread *******

I ain't playin(*******... where my ******* money?)

Mark every word spoken, better sell your *******

If you think

I'm jokin?(Muh******... where my ******* money?)

Think I still ain't crazy cause

I cut my dread

And if you short my cake

I'm off side of your head(******* where my ******* money?)