Lyrics:

Bans Yeah Aye Aye
Money so long aye smoking on this strong yah

Aye pocket full of cash yah I got it back
Running through the trap now I got a bag
Got a bag, bag ,bag, bag

Money so long aye, money so long aye

Running through the trap now I got a bag
Big bankroll sitting on my lap

Gotta get the cash, gotta get that sack
I`mma bust it down, I`mma flip a pack
100K in stacks, thats a lot of racks

Nigga want some smoke, thats ok yeah I`m fine with that
Bad bitch with me she gon` ride it like a Pontiac
Hit her with this wood, I ain`t talking bout a mouse trap yahh

I`mma beast you a house cat, nigga wanna play we gon run in where his house at

Lot of girls around me they been hisning down bad
they been hishing since the down bad

Aye pocket full of cash yah I got it back
Running through the trap now I got a bag
Got a bag, bag, bag, bag

Money so long aye, money so long aye

Ran off on the plug cause I need it
Skinny young nigga but I only wanna eat

I was juggin` round the city cause I gotta get the cheese
At local trap star meet me at a track meet

At local trap star meet me on the back street
Pussy nigga tryna rob me, left him running with no feet

Aye I think lil shawty plotting, I`mma smash her in my jeans
And I gotta keep a 40 cause I`m really in the streets yah

Aye pocket full of cash yah I got it back aye
Running through the trap now I got a bag

Hunnits on the floor, fifties on my lap
Remember I was broke I ain`t going back

Aye pocket full of cash yah I got it back
Running through the trap now I got a bag

Hunnits on the floor, fifties on my lap
Remember I was broke I ain`t going back
I ain`t going back

Gotta get it back
I gotta get it cash
I gotta get the bag