[Verse 1: Kourtney Money]
Ever since a jit, I had my own style
Did my own thang, sold my own caine
What the fuck these niggas think, Money not [?]
East Atlanta shawty, boy, I'm too real
B.M.G. the shit, we taking over thangs
And I don't wanna hear these niggas mention Money name
You got a problem with me, nigga, come and check me then
I'ma be right on this flat, I was born to win
I send your ass a dummy in a heartbeat
So geeked up on this molly, I don't even go to sleep
I'm [?] niggas 'bout this fucking paper
Kourtney Money been a real money maker
Don't hear shit that you saying, 'cause you's a fucking faker
You was raised around them hatеrs, you don't got no paper
Nigga, that's why you mad, nigga, that's why you mad
'Cause [?] fucking with me, and wе getting this cash

[Chorus: Kourtney Money]
Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets
Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets

[Verse 2: VL Deck]
Word on the street, VL signed to Scooter
B.M.G., we turnt, bitch we rapping, but we shooters
Everywhere we go, I ain't lieing, it's a movie
Snap a hundred pictures, acting bad on the groupies
Truckload situation, boy, fuck your re-up
[?] with lil Scooter, show you how to pull up
[?], B.M.G. the power
Thumbing through the check, boy, I took a whole hour
Made hoes break they ankels, you make it rain, I make it shower
The Astin outside, [?] not Austin Powers

Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets
Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets

[Verse 3: Dee]
I'm not indostry, I'm in the streets
Word is that I signed with streets
Flip birds just like [?]
My diamonds, you can't see
They go dumb, just like [?]
I cook up, I don't teach
Multiply your salerey
That ain't even half of me
Got a boatload, got a truckload
Got a new plug that I call Gold
And I don't have to touch it, once it's in, it's already sold
B.M.G. and [?]
Send [?] for a tip toe
Chopper chop your body [?]
Best thing is to get low

[Chorus: Kourtney Money]
Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets
Word on the street, B.M.G. the shit
And y'all niggas playing, but we running shit
And we taking orders, nigga, what you need?
Black Migo Gang, yeah, we run the streets