[Intro: Blood Money]
Ace Bankz on the track
Glo Gang (Turn my headphones up)
Blood (Squad)
Turn up, squad
Turn up
Where you finna go, man? (Check it out)
You wanna go with me? (You probably don't want)
You might as well, you gon' Glo up one day, man (G-G-U-O-D)
Today gon' be your day, shorty

[Chorus: Blood Money]
Met a short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (Damn what?)
She'll go for the Glo and she know we got dough like Mike (Like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch, don't trust that bitch got pipe (Boom, banger)
Say her baby daddy crazy, he ain't really about no fightin' (What? What he about?)
Run up on Blood, I'ma kill a n***a dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me, catch a body, bond out same night (Grrah, bang)
I'ma treat that bitch by doin' dumb shit I don't like (Huh what?)
Pulled up blowin' dope in a white Q7 on white (7 on white)
Met a short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (Damn, damn)
She'll go for the Glo and she know we got dough like Mike (Ya already know)
Won't cuff that bitch, don't trust that bitch got pipe (Bah, got a Ruger though)
Say her baby daddy crazy, he ain't really about no fightin' (Fuck him, boom)
Run up on Blood, I'ma kill a n***a dead on site (Boom, grrah, boom boom)
Got big guap on me, catch a body, bond out same night (Huh? Bands)
I'ma treat that bitch by doin' dumb shit I don't like (Huh, I'm already man, fuck her)
Pulled up blowin' dope in a white Q7 on white (7 on white)
[Verse 1: Blood Money]
You can tell a opp n***a look dirty (Look dirty)
See the Glo n***as, get nervous (Nervous)
Twelve gauges and thirties (Thirties)
Twenty-five thousand for a version (For a verse)
Black silk sheets, they Persian (Persian)
Keep dope stash in detergent (Damn)
Lookin' for a lick, got guns and bricks
I'ma leave a n***a dead no worries (No worries)
Money only thing I'ma marry (Marry)
Like bald head pussy, no hairy (Yeah)
Got a big guap on me and bad lil bitch
She remind me of Hally Berry (Hally)
But money only thing I'ma marry (I'ma marry)
I got a AK same height KayKay
On JayJay, y'all n***as look scared (Bitch)
Buy a suit, mo'fuckas gettin' buried (Get buried)
I'ma shoot 'fore I let a n***a nail me (Nah)
What the fuck a broke n***a gon' tell me? (Nothin')
Ain't shit a broke n***a won't sell me (Nothin')
Q7 pulled up they bailin' (What?)
We wack a n***a homie they tellin' (Hell nah)
Everybody in the squad got felons (Felons)
How many guns on deck? No tellin' (Nah)

[Chorus: Blood Money]
Look, met a short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (Damn)
She'll go for the Glo and she know we got dough like Mike (Like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch, don't trust that bitch got pipe (Boom)
Say her baby daddy crazy, he ain't really about no fightin' (What? What he about?)
Run up on Blood, I'ma kill a n***a dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me, catch a body, bond out same night (Grrah)
I'ma treat that bitch by doin' dumb shit I don't like (Huh)
Pulled up blowin' dope in a white Q7 on white (7 on white)
[Verse 2: Capo]
Sayin' baby daddy crazy, that n***a ain't about no fightin'
Tryna prove through some money that you are in the streets
Fuck n***a, you ain't about that life, you ain't about that life
We done lost Odee, J Money, White White, it ain't right, shit ain't right
I remember on the block late night, n***a had to tote pipes, had to tote them pipes
Fuck n***a run up on the Glo then he gon' lose his life, he gon' lose his life
Pull up at the light, lovey-dovey, smoke him and his wife, take both they life
Got a thot in LA who keep callin' I might book her a flight, don't know if I might
And if I ever see a opp, I'ma smoke the fuck n***a on sight, DooWop take his life
Baby, I ain't tryna cuff, I just want top and want one night for the rest of my life
Stay ridin' with the Glock, I ain't no stain, man, I cherish my life, I cherish my life
She'll go for the Glo and she know we got dough like Mike, got dough like Mike
Put one in his head if a n***a try to take my ice, you ain't taking my ice

[Chorus: Blood Money]
Met a short lil bitch so bad she prolly a dyke (Damn)
She'll go for the Glo and she know we got dough like Mike (Like Mike)
Won't cuff that bitch, don't trust that bitch got pipe (Boom)
Say her baby daddy crazy, he ain't really about no fightin' (What? What he about?)
Run up on Blood, I'ma kill a n***a dead on site (Grrah)
Got big guap on me, catch a body, bond out same night (Grrah)
I'ma treat that bitch by doin' dumb shit I don't like (Huh)
Pulled up blowin' dope in a white Q7 on white (7 on white)