Hi Haters

[Chorus: Reese G]
...and the blunts be blazin'

[Verse 1: MG Lil Bro]
Hi, haters, you got the paper
MOE the movement, tell them niggas see them later
R.I.P. to Hottie and Jaro 'cause we got paper
Money stack taller than, uh, elevators
Got your bitch up on my dick 'cause she say she feelin' me
Oops, I mean she diggin' me, Little Bro the realest, B
I'm all about my money like the block is about the C
ABM a hundred deep, COB a hundred deep
We stay rushin' these niggas, man
'Cause thesе niggas is some creeps
Hi, haters, bye, hatеrs
MOE the movement 'cause my niggas got the paper

[Verse 2: Nate]
Chillin' with my nigga Murda and shit
Spittin' hot shit, gettin' ready to murder some shit
Posted on the deuce tryna put this money in my pocket
You claim you a rapper, man, you niggas need to stop it
But I'ma keep going and I'ma show you how to make it
Got these locks all around me, how to break it?
How to open, I'ma show you how to get to this money
While you niggas always laughin', always thinkin' shit funny
Money Gang, M.O.E., it's the movement, dummy

[Chorus: Reese G]
Hi, haters, checkin' out the paper
Million dollar swag, hoodbound, catch me later
Bye, haters, smokin' on Decatur
Kush in my lungs and the blunts be blazin'