Paint Tha Town - Rich Gang, The Game, Birdman

Yeah, bigger than life, YMCMB

Flashy life, yeah — BLAAAT~!

Red everything, red Bentley

Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me

Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?

Same color as your insides motherfucker

You know we bang money, bang bang bang money

Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy

And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags

For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Red Jag, hop in with my red flag

Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tatt

Highly respected, stuntin' in my digital dash

Stay fly out the pawn Young Money Cash

We bang money, bang bang bang money

Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash

Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash

Tommy guns, AKs nigga spit and dash

High life, carbine with a extra mag

Hit the curve, bad bitch nigga dick and dash

My life has never been the same since the cash

My life ain’t been the same since I bust his ass

Tear drop gangster, high life gangster

Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters (believe dat)

You find me on the chopper

With my chopper non-stopper, check the roof bitch already chop em

We laughing to the bank bitch

High life, more money in the bank bitch

You know we do it 24's, shit

More hoes out the pound when we blow bitch

Red everything, red Bentley

Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me

Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?

Same color as your insides motherfucker

You know we bang money, bang bang bang money

Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy

And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags

For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Run up on this Bentley, wish a motherfucker would

I leave yo ass in Louisiana off in the woods

Choppa Sinister City, bad boy since the Diddy

And my Phantom like a strip club — ass and titties

I fuck rats, top models and regular hoes

Take a ball player bitch and that’s in my regular clothes

And you could have her back, I don’t swear hoes

I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac

Tear drop gangster, only got one

But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my Louis Vuitton

All red Yeezy’s, yeah the flame edition

The say I’m out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction

Cause when I was young I had Young Money

Niggas try to stretch me out so I tatted it on my tummy

Never been a scholar, far from a dummy

But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming

Yeah, and we bang money, bang bang bang money

50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me

You was go and kill me I’d already be dead

Don’t make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red

Red everything, red Bentley

Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me

Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?

Same color as your insides motherfucker

You know we bang money, bang bang bang money

Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy

And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags

For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash

Cincinnati reds hat, tilt that bitch to the right

You know how them bullets travel, motherfucker book a flight

Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfuckin' boogie nights

All of you suckas pussy, none of you pussy’s tight

I rep that red flag, that’s right that red flag

I still got blood money, I’m counting red cash

I’m in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans

I’m with a bad bitch, with a red ass

Talk crazy nigga, highway to heaven

Automatic start, automatic weapon

Momma need a dress, you gon' need a reverend

I let Marley shoot 'em, cause I’m an convicted felon

Sharp shooter nigga, yeah, shots perfect

You ever gargle blood?

Bubble up and burp it

I’m in that new coupe, bald head nigga

I’m Piru, all red nigga

+ (Birdman)

EEEEEEEY~!

(yeah, this that uptown classic)

Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (swagga flashy life)

Yeah, we paint the town red (5 Star G)

I tell em motherfuckers, EEEEEEEY~!

(ya understand me? YMCMB)

Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (high life, bigger than life)

Yeah, we paint the town red (C4, yeah, hit yo town)

Tell 'em holla at me (hit yo' town in these whips)

(Sun shining — BLAAAT~!)

(Yeah, like new money; one hunnid)