[Intro: G.T. & Babyface Ray]
Ayy
Yeah
Ayy, Ray, Team Eastside (What up?)
Tonight, we fuckin' the club up, n***a
Dirty Glove Entertainment
Free Wine, we got it all on us, ayy (Bitch)

[Verse 1: G.T.]
Brand-new Breitling, Super Avengers
Send Droid to get your alley, bring me steak, Molly for dinner (I need it)
I ain't the plug (No), I'm connected to the socket (Socket)
If the bag come and drop it, get this money with no problem
They lookin' at our pockets (Mmm), add up the profit (Bitch)
N***as got some problems, I'll sensei with the chopper (Graah)
I can't evеn stop it, we a motherfuckin' goblin
I'll get him off that Molly, hе'd come get my deposit
It take money to go to war, we spend money on guns
Thirty clips, fifty cals, hundred-round drums
Protect your chest, you better duck when we come
'Cause we them n***as with guns, and we'll shoot 'em for fun
Bebe

[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
New Audemars, one ice, one stainless
I don't know which one to wear while I'm in the club reignin'
I get white thick, my goons, they'll waste you
N***a, fuck a vest, you need a bulletproof faith too
Hoes on my dick like, "I love you" when I skate through
Fuck bein' leavin', now she textin' like, "I hate you"
I ain't savin' hoes (Nope), I don't wear a cape, boo (Never)
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, all my n***as gettin' cake too (What up, though?)
Every damn grateful tryna get it up like grateful (Damn)
Where you at, the set, n***a? Y'all a fool, I'm on Maple (Bitch)
In the Benz, me and 80 off a four, I just drank two (Leanin')
Boy, stay in your lane (Ayy), you can do it M.I.A dude
[Verse 3: Team Eastside Lil P]
Clearly I'm a warren n***a, clearly I don't give a fuck
I fuck with them real killers, scope 'em out, hit 'em up
I fuck with them real dudes, we get it, we stretch it
We don't know you, then we taxin', thank the Lord for my blessings
N***as sayin' they don't fuck with me (Pussy), that shit sound gay (Bitch)
N***as better get some P's for the E-way (Pussy)
Bitch, I'm a G, bet your bitch know Lil P (Go)
Same Trues for a week, bitch, I hustle like Ski
Bitch, I ain't tryna preach, come give some head to the set
Ain't no love for a bitch, but I love some good neck (Go)
Real Warren n***a from [?] to the 'jects
Real street n***a, opps work out and flex, bitch

[Verse 4: Damedot]
Ballin' in the game (Opp bitch), Loud Boy and Kane
Lil' B just hit the jeweler and put thirties in his frames
Bad bitches call my phone when they ready for an orgy
Before I hit the club, I slide past it on the Forgis (Forgis)
True Religion Jeans sent me back three-fourty
Can't answer to the bouncer just to get in with the 40 (Bitch)
I'm crispy to the tee (Tee), lean off a three
If you got 'em for the cheap, you the n***a I could see (Yeah)
Could never bag hoes, now I choose by the twos
Air Jordan 2's make moves with the blues
Used to want roxy off 106 & Park
Now a n***a sittin' roxies OT for a part (Ayy, bitch)
[Verse 5: Damedot]
N***as say they talkin' money, boy, I'm all ears (I can't hear you n***as)
Took a couple big losses, but I bossed still
If you run off with the bag, then it's all real (Shit real)
Put a band on your head like Paul Pierce
I'm the motherfuckin' man, you's a lil' boy (Lil' n***a)
I know n***as payin' nine for them sealed boys (What up, Dame?)
I came fifteen, shoutout to them pill boys (Hit me up)
You n***as couldn't walk a mile in my Kilroys
Me and 80 took the rental on an Act' trip (Yeah)
Turned right around and sold it, that's a backflip
I only want the M-30s like a MAC clip
And I'ma bring it to your crib like MapQuest
N***a

[Verse 6: Peezy]
Yeah
Team Eastside, n***a
Free my n***a Icewear
Green guys
Syrup Gang
Brand-new Rollie (What?), this bitch a presi' (Presi')
Bag come, I stretch it, go and buy my bitch a president (Here you go)
Three in a one, this shit darker than a Pepsi (Aw shit)
Wake up out my sleep, go and cash some shit at Treasures (Lean)
They lookin' at my buffies (Bitch), add up the clusters (N***a)
N***as actin' cold, I'd send Snoop with the oven (Go get 'em, Snoop)
I can't even stop him, n***a play and he in trouble (Bah)
Eastside n***a, but got money long as Huddle
It take skill to ball like me, I should coach these n***as (Coach these n***as)
Keep talkin' all loud, I'll smoke these n***as (I'll smoke these n***as)
Might slap fives now, but I don't know these n***as (I don't know these n***as)
Plus I'm leanin' off that lean like a dope fiend, n***a, yeah
[Verse 7: Team Eastside Snoop]
White buffs vanilla, bitch, ride with banana clips (Hundred rounds)
Fuckboy sell him hit, go get your banana split (Bitch)
Hatin' n***as, tell 'em this, bitch, I'm out here takin' risks
My lil' n***as takin' shit, them other n***as fakin', bitch
These n***as ain't gettin' shit from me, bitches ain't gettin' shit from me
Look me up on Twitter, bitch, @poundgetmoney
Middle of the drought, them the same n***as gettin' dummy
I can't give a fuck 'bout a ho long as my kitchen love me
You can hit the club Monday (Day), shootin' free-throws
I don't give a fuck, bitch (Bitch), 'cause it was free pros
They come with the seal on it, you can keep those
Two-hundred-round choppers, you can meet those

[Verse 8]
I'll do the wrong shit for the right price (Believe me)
Talkin' 'bout money, it's 'bout to be a long night
Couple hundred for some sneakers, n***a, foam life
Phone bangin' like a beeper 'cause I show white
Cops on, stop askin' 'bout a blow price
If you run off with some work, then that's your life (That's your life)
You can tell bein' broke and makin' bad flips
While I be thumbin' through that check like I'm a cashier
You say you got it, lil' n***a, show some cash then
We been shippin' pills out, we got the bag in
And when it's time to sell crack, we got it crackin'
Bands in a shoebox 'cause I'm stackin'
N***a