*Intro*
Cliff Notes get doe wit the Cobra clutch
14 carat gold wit the midas touch
Roll a dutch, crack a bottle, lite a inscent man, do what you do man
We get it in, Octane go
 
*Verse 1*
This just a introduction for the few that don't know Ro/
& if you do thanks again for supporting the flow/
Maestro might blow I got 'em outta control/
Now it's official ticial I'm the freshest nigga you know (Whoa)/
You bout ya hustle ain't ya playa, play on/
a gimmick livin' out a image you portray in a song dog/
I'm silky smooth your like a swatch of Rayon/
& my kicks like I stepped in a box of crayons/
Ayo, I'mma keep it funky like a sniff to ya nose/
Real recognize real 'til the real get exposed/
Shit it's cold when ya down on ya cake/
Tell my people all we can die tomorrow, so we live for today (Hey)/
My niggas grind in the street, & they hold heat/
All up in ya crib wit the nine to ya teeth. Beef/
That's what they call dyin' to speak they use the Iron. But me?/ 
I speak thru iron when I'm cryin' to beats, so/
 
*Hook*
Haters get ya paper & leave me alone
Get money nigga
Haters get ya paper & leave me alone
Ya better get ya bread right
Haters get ya paper & leave me alone
We get dollas by the fistful
Haters get ya paper & leave me alone
Get money
 
*Verse 2*
Yeah, it's like we boostin' the crime rate/
The shit you hearin' now is illegal in 5 states/
& me I been movin' since '9 - 8/
From the bottom of the barrel to the top of the sky crapes/
You play wit rhymes? I'm bout as serious as shade 4 -5/
& right above niggas heads like a halo sign/
I'm on my J O grind, you niggas hate on mine/
By the spine I got something that'll change yo mind (It's a 9)/
& bar 9 is where I found my niche/
I was scratchin' too long before I found that itch/
But I found that bitch, & it sound that sick/
It's top shelf no chaser I just down that shit/
& keep it movin' like cars after a funeral/
Niggas understand I got the purest flow, you're wit Ro/
Both go together like the numeral I/
Stand on my toes like a midget @ a urinal, sooo.

*Repeat Hook*

*Verse 3*
Yo, get ya paper mane, (Mane) get ya gwop dog (Dog)/
Get ya cake get ya bread, to the top ya'll (Ya'll)/
Get doe yo, (Yo) get ya cheddar fella (Fella)/
My niggas hustle do whatever we some mozzarella gettas/
Yeah the boy he gone earn his pay/
You can see it in my waves my hair turning gray, Herb/
Ya pockets burn like a Vernors taste/
Give the boy a 'lil time, he gone learn his way, say/

*Repeat Hook*