Ain´t gotta ask if I´m livin´ right Open that bank up, boy, yeah, we here tonight
Bet it´s goin´ down ´cause I´m feelin´ right (Slatt, slatt) Ask ´round the city, boy, I´m certified (Frrt) Million dollars cash made off merchandise (Slatt) Sometimes I question if I´m livin´ right (Go) Open that bank up, bitch, yeah, we here tonight Ridin´ JPG like a refugee (Yeah) We tote .223s, don´t get close to me (Frrt) I put three hundred thousand in a headlock (Yeah) Pints of Wocky, ´Korn goin´ deadstock (Yeah) That big-booty bitch gon´ make my bed rock (It rock) Stay hoppin´ in my flick, I´ma make this photo crop (Go) Ask my Toronto bitch, "What you sayin´ tonight?" (Mmm) Know she goin´ down ´cause I ran it right (Mmm) Ain´t gotta ask no questions if I´m livin´ right (Mmm)
Ask your brother and sister, bitch, I´m certified (Ain´t gotta ask nobody at all) Ask ´round the city, boy, I´m certified Million dollars cash made off merchandise