Lyrics:

[Intro]
A coulda wha' do dem?
Frass
Lee Milla
Hmph...

[Chorus]
Laugh and gwan
We laugh and gwan
Meanwhile, dem a live pon mi name and a talk and gwan
Fuck gyal, and laugh and gwan
Make money, laugh and gwan
(Gully)
The fucker dem bruk like bottle, make dem talk and gwan

[Verse 1]
Me have a billion dollar pon mi title
Mama say, 'Baby, the fucker dem nuh like you'
Me have a million shots fi the rifle
Bomber tic like clock right beside you
Now a foot deh so, hand deh so
Pussy, you shouldn't make a man press you
It's a man dress you
Lay deh so
Me still a beat and teach and school dem
A must the likkle Benz and rent house a fool dem
Pampers and baby stool dem
Fi dem gyal we have, a we a screw dem

[Chorus]
Laugh and gwan
We laugh and gwan
Meanwhile, dem a live pon mi name and a talk and gwan
Fuck gyal, and laugh and gwan
Laugh and gwan
The fucker dem bruk like bottle, make dem talk and gwan

[Verse 2]
The pussy dem a try test mi faith
Tell dem, try test mi estate
Stay pon mi balcony, look pon mi next gate
A watch stock exchange fi catch di next rates
A more money, more money
Investment, that a sure money
All now me nuh spend mi shore money
And a bwoy waan dead...
Me put a likkle dinner pon your head
The shooter is a winner when you're dead
Lay flat pon the ground, give him a spread
Dirt nap, give him a bed

[Chorus]
The killer, laugh and gone
Do the work, and pass and gone
And me still deh yah a make money when you a embalm
Laugh and gwan
Laugh and gone
Lee Milla, dem bwoy deh anuh killer

[Outro]
More money, more problems
.45 solve dem
Dem fi know...