(Verse: Joe Budden)
You can catch me in the strip club, stacked up, I don't keep invisible
Won't see a man get thirsty 'cause I'm known to keep a (*##$ or two

Probly both be bisexual, I tell em chill and kick it boo
And never get uncomfortable, these waitresses start kissing you
Yall will call it birthday sex, I call it a ritual

If you seen it like me then I already know why yall be miserable
You don't really want no problems 'cause the shooters ain't hospitable
And they gon grab them blockaz while you try and keep it physical

Pool house to that gun sounds, it don't matter where it goes down
Drive where it's caval stone, garage just like a ghost town
I ain't even touch em yet, they feel like they been hosed down

If you real then you gotta respect this %#@!, G's up, hoes down

(Hook: Kirko Bangz)

I'm chillin' on top of the world
Now you know all about me girl
Tell em ^!$$%s I did it, look how I came up

Tell em ^!$$%s I'm with it, if they bring my name up
Tell em (*##$es I'm gone,
Don't be callin' my phone

If it ain't about the money baby

(Verse: Joe Budden)

Hold up
Let's get back to my loved ones, those of yall that been with me
Helped me exorcise my demons, brought them to the gym with me

Proudly watching, sex me to death, front yo I got a friend with me
I'd love to eat her out while you on top, putting a lem in me
Let's get back to them things I like, let's get back to that strippin' pole

Let's get back to her poppin' that I ain't even really gotta tip her though
It's Bon Jovi while I'm on tour I mean every night different show
And if you a little too sober just tell me your favorite liquor, ho

Wait, tell me your favorite the liquor ho
We them news you wanna get to know, cameras up no pictures though
Looking for them broke ^!$$%s remember me there ain't none,

To respect my position gotta respect where a ^!$$% came from

(Hook: Kirko Bangz)

I'm chillin' on top of the world
Now you know all about me girl
Tell em ^!$$%s I did it, look how I came up

Tell em ^!$$%s I'm with it, if they bring my name up
Tell em (*##$es I'm gone,
Don't be callin' my phone

If it ain't about the money baby

(Verse: Joe Budden)

She know I like it when the hair curled, sun dress, little bit of make-up on
Turnpike, parkway either way we'll take it slow
Hit the club, 20 minute deuces, either way I'm gone

Be a fool if I stayed there, with that $$# bouncing in my favorite thong
I came from nothing like my father was a deadbeat
Wasn't for that I won't know if frustration's extra sweet

Top of the world that's left, how I sustain, maintain my legacy
Taking a bit of my soul but won't let it consume the rest of me
Now let's get back to this paper dough, every day same %#@!

Screaming R&S for life, some of yall don't know that language
^!$$% for you, never for them
Best way to explain it is I want the most if I had the least

That's why I'm on my game biatch

(Hook: Kirko Bangz)

I'm chillin' on top of the world
Now you know all about me girl
Tell em ^!$$%s I did it, look how I came up

Tell em ^!$$%s I'm with it, if they bring my name up
Tell em (*##$es I'm gone,
Don't be callin' my phone

If it ain't about the money baby