[Intro: Bandit Gang Marco]
Anyway, anyway, anyway
Anyway, anyway, bandit!
[Verse 1: Bandit Gang Marco]
Huh, I don't love none of these broads
Nah, don't hit my line lil nigga, fronted all of them calls
Bitch I don't give a fuck what you wearing, man, you bout to take all of that off
Nah, bitch, you ain't done suckin' this dick, man, I gotta get all of these hard
Nigga still countin' this cash, fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin'?
MCM in my bag full of them bands, full of them bands
Huh, [?] standin', [?] pressure
Balmain jeans, gotta do a little extra, nigga I ain't stressin', huh
Sellin' hella drugs, thinkin' bout runnin' my spot
Lil nigga gon' get ya ass plugged, huh, anyway (anyway), anyway
Anyway, anyway, been catchin' plays, had to pick and play
Hahahah, ya dig?!
[Hook: Zuse]
Yeah, a nine for a nine and a toot for a toot
Money is the root of all evil, are you
Born to win but built to lose
Let these muhfuckas know I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
Washin' down my sins wit' my fuckin' Hennessy
I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
Always gotta ride on my fuckin' enemy
I'm gonna get it anyway
[Verse 2: Spodee]
Uh, fuck the enemies on mine
Got ya ho wit' me ridin' party, next door, she a party to a crime
MAC-11, not a nine, you will not be doing fine
Cut off his eyelids to send a message to the muthafuckas that's blind
Every summer, I'mma shine, Ferragamo wit' the sign
California for the gas, Arizona for the pine
Mamacita wit' the eye, margarita wit' the lime
I know they say that beauty skin deep but I just wanna get inside
I remember pimp didn't have a pot to piss in
Now my opposition just a box of fishes
Now they coppin' tickets just to watch and listen
Now my awesome vision to the boss and bitches
Gotta watch for snitches, it's a cold game
Fuck a piece, I want the whole thing
Got my nigga wit' me on the private jet
Call that mothafucka Soul Plane
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Zuse]
Anyway, let these niggas know I'm a fuckin' renegade
If you take a shot, boy, you gon' fade away
Yeah, my head hot and I don't want no lemonade
Catch you on the block--brrr!--wit' that pepper spray
And my bomb detonate, pussy nigga, you ain't safe
Catch a body, not a case, me and Spodee in the race
While ya ho give me the face, blowin' best by the 8
[Extended Hook: Zuse]
Yeah, a nine for a nine and a toot for a toot
Money is the root of all evil, are you
Born to win but built to lose
Let these muhfuckas know I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
Washin' down my sins wit' my fuckin' Hennessy
I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
Always gotta ride on my fuckin' enemy
I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
I'm gonna get it anyway, anyway
Always gotta ride on my fuckin' enemy
