It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all want to do
Want to be ballers, shot callers, brawlers
Who be dipping in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Trying to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah living the raw deal, three course meals; spaghetti, fettuccine and veal
But still everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for trying to bury
Seven zeros over in Rio Di Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I want to be heard
On your Hot 9-7 every day, that's my word
Swimming in women with they own condominiums
Five plus fives, who drive Millenniums
It's all about the Benjamins, what
I get a fifty pound bag of eu for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
And something European chromed out with the clutch, what
I want it all figured out, fuck being a broke nigga
Drinking malt liquor, driving a broke Viga
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Lost your touch we kept ours, popping Cristals
Freaking the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'm a scheme
We see through, that's why nobody never going to believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
Don't let the melody intrigue you
Because I leave you, I'm only here
For that green paper with the eagle
I'm strictly trying to cop those colossal sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Mienda, with cash flowing like Sosa
And the Latin chick transporting in the chocha
Stampeding over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealing weight by Minnesota
Avoiding narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Stash in the building with this chick named Alona
From Daytona, when I was young I want to bone her
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants
Tricking and taking me skiing, at the Aspens
Gangsta mental, stay popping Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Pinkie ringing, gondolas with the man singing
Italian music down the river with your chick clinging
To my bizzalls, player you mad false
Acting hard when you as pussy as RuPaul
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all want to do
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Want to be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Brawlers, who be dipping in the Benz with the spoilers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
What the blood clot
Want to bumble with the Bee huh
Bzzz throw a hex on the whole family
Dressed in all black like The Omen
Have your friends singing "this is for my homies"
And you know me from making niggas so sick
Floss in my six with the 'Lex on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it
German Ruger for your ass bitch, deep throat it
Know you want to fill the room because it's platinum coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you should've toted
Suck a dick all that bullshit you kick
Player hating from the sideline
Get your own shit, why you riding mine
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380s in Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby
Only female in my crew and I kick shit
Like a nigga do, pull the trigger too, fuck you!
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me liquor be kicking me
In my asshole, undercover Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
Rocking Redman and Naughty, oh where's my kitty cat
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm living that fo' life, we push weight
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand
Grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Player haters get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's
What
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby