Numbers

I run up that money again
I'm in Buffalo cause I want me some bills
Nigga talkin' shit but don't want it with Quan
A 99 band, for what?
Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I threw 'em
Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blew 'em
Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it
A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em
Say my prayers every night cause I know that I sin
Gotta keep that shit one hundred like my nigga Ben
Jamie Foxx, Willie Beaman, boy you number ten
I'm in that liquor store posted like a pack of skins
Talk to 'em Quan

If you talkin' bout them M's, boy I need a dozen
I ain't know we were related, but I hit my cousin
I ain't tryna do no dating so I skip the subject
Shawty say that she gon' tell her big brother
I told that lil bitch go and tell your big brother
Leave him stinkin' with a smell but I won't get in trouble
Already five M's, tryna get another
My boy got three times ten for a fuckin' murder
Stay in the pen with my niggas just like Bobby Shmurda
She got to doin' her business so I close the curtains
Might fuck that ho and then pretend I don't know the person
I spent like nine or like ten on my last purchase
I got pulled over again and they ain't even serve me
Shawty actin' like a kid, that's why I'm in
I been tryna get it in, over time on first shift
All my kids look just like me, you would think I birthed 'em
They wanna be just like daddy so it's me they worship
I got lawyers on my team and I also got nurses
Shawty she know she a ten like a fuckin' Percocet
Might be in them trees blendin' cause I'm young and lurkin'

Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I threw 'em
Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blew 'em
Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it
A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em
Say my prayers every night cause I know that I sin
Gotta keep that shit one hundred like my nigga Ben
Jamie Foxx, Willie Beaman, boy you number ten
I'm in that liquor store posted like a pack of skins
Talk to 'em Quan

2009 Swag surfin' like you Roscoe Dash
2009 Oil change, boy that pocket cash
Shoot 'em up, leave 'em bleedin' like I'm Master P
Uncle Sam, I need my money so I tax his ass
When I was lil I had a crush on that ho Stacey Dash
I am not Illuminati, I'm a Mason man
I wear green, they salute me like I'm Major Payne
If you get caught by the police, yeah don't say my name
I done cheated once again, give me a second chance
I shoot up all your spots, I'm the leopard man
Got all this gold on my neck like it's treasure man
Offshore accounts overseas, embezzlement
Tryna assassinate me like J.F. Kennedy
Pocket fat, rest in peace Heavy D
Woah, woah, woah
So, so, so
Go, go, go hard on these niggas Quan
No, no, no
Never go broke
I love my niggas, I put my house up for his bond
She don't talk much like a nun
Gotta show and show 'til my children get it
Tell me, what's 50 plus 50?

Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I threw 'em
Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blew 'em
Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it
A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em
Say my prayers every night cause I know that I sin
Gotta keep that shit one hundred like my nigga Ben
Jamie Foxx, Willie Beaman, boy you number ten
I'm in that liquor store posted like a pack of skins
Talk to 'em Quan