Money Up On It

[Verse 1] Whip smoked out, windows cracked Smoke billows out Whoopie in the back Dipping dab, choking bitches out Limo tints, painted black No jokes, we're about Everything in fact, I made a pact Get it in and out Started in my yard A few trees, nothing major Some years later I be blowing out the fucking flavor OGs from OGs and more trees Passing through the valley Southern Cali Fucking smell the breeze Wanna see me? Make a call to my office And my nurses make appointments Take a card for your wallet I'mma call away Call on me but don't Try to fuck my homie You're Tony, I'm Salsa You fucking little monkey [Hook] I got the product Who want it, who want it Put your money up on it Put your money up on it You know I'm 'bout it I got it, you want it Put your money up on it Put your money up on it [Verse 2] Sitting on stacks, hundred packs Racks spilling out Ain't no babies on the track Black jack, chipping out Fitted fucking hat Greenthumb, and it's written out You wonder where I'm at You silly bum, can't get it out I fill out my prescriptions Anytime for my patients My survival in the game It made it hard for you fakers Take a second, breathe it out Don't be reaching for no heaters See my nurses got you locked I'll burn you down and throw the beat on Rat-a-tat-tat Body bags in the trunk Wish you had a body double When the Doctor calls your number I know that my new competition There's a code that we live with Don't be fucking with another's grind Mind your position Come on [Hook] I got the product Who want it, who want it Put your money up on it Put your money up on it You know I'm 'bout it I got it, you want it Put your money up on it Put your money up on it [Bridge] (I know you want that jet fuel) Put your money up on it (You want that Paris OG) Put your money up on it (You want that fucking m-dog) Put your money up on it (If you fuck with Dr. Greenthumb) Put your money up on it [Verse 3] Living the life many others would dream People would kill to be part of the team Steady we rolling and holding the green Growing you knowing a part of the theme Haters to hate when I show them the way Watching them plotting the paper I chase Only for soldiers committed The hustle for nothing You fronting that bitches I slay I ball 'til I fall Get it all See the Doctor stunting You could make a call for the loud It ain't nothing See me pushing out Will spin you in the rear view Screaming out my name But the Doctor cannot hear you