[Intro: OJ da Juiceman]
You know how I love money
Ayy, ayy
It's Blood Money, baby
Ayy

[Chorus: 2 Pistols & OJ da Juiceman]
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans (Ayy)

[Verse 1: 2 Pistols]
Mon-money, money, money's all I'm talkin', young n***a ballin'-ballin'
Thirty-five hunnid, four and a baby, whole hood callin'-callin'
Skrrt, skrrt, whip it, just like that-that, brand new foreign-foreign
Grind, grind all night-night, first on the block in the mornin'-mornin'
While you stretchin' and yawnin', I was already gettin' money
Probably got like nine ounces left, you need less than that, then don't call me
N***as be talkin' that heavy weight, but I bought mine, they front it
Since a n***a went back independent, call Migos, told 'em, "Run it"
Blood Money, n***a, we out here, Ju-Juiceman with two four-fifths
That's OJ da Juiceman and 2 Pistols for the dumb n***as
Pull triggers, no playin' with ya, came in the game with six figures
Sky-Dweller on my wrist, n***a, if I go broke, I know brick getters
Ballin' on 'em like Kobe, ask your main bitch, she know me
Say what you wanna say about the n***a, but any way he get money
Money on my mind, n***a, money on my temple
If-if it ain't about cash, I don't understand your lingo
[Chorus: 2 Pistols & OJ da Juiceman]
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Geah, ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Geah, ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans (Ayy)

[Verse 2: OJ da Juiceman]
Countin' up the hunnids (Dons), stick with the cinnamon bun (Bun)
Migo hit my cell phone, say he sendin' metro ton (Ton)
Posted on the crest (Crest), with a bomb and a joker gun
Super soak a n***a, but I ain't talkin' a water gun (Nope)
Got so many bricks (Bricks), half of 'em at my mama home (Mama)
Money is the lingo, now my pad look like the Georgia dome (Dome)
Then I snatch your bitch, and you know she gave me Georgia dome (Yes, sir)
Gold grill dog (Rrr), but I'm lookin' for a damn bone
Skrrt, skrrt, in the pot, Jay won't leave me 'lone (No)
Whip, whip, with the work, now my bitch like Nia Long (No)
Gag, gag, gag, yeah, I roll my blunt real long (Yes, sir)
Ju' man, Ju' man, yeah, I'm your girl ringtone (Yes, sir)
Twenty-one for my brick (Zoom), you can call me Deion (Zoom)
And I send 'em to you (Yes, sir), pull up, all black neon
Old school car (Car), every one paint Creon (Let's go)
NBA money (Swish), I've been ballin' for some seasons (Ayy)
[Chorus: 2 Pistols & OJ da Juiceman]
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
(Habla no inglés) Mon-money, that's my lingo (Ayy)
Euro (Ayy), pounds (Ayy), dollars (Ayy), yen (Ayy)
Count-countin' plenty pesos 'cause I'm fuckin' with them Mexicans