For the all-nighter, I pulled a line of white
The guy’s already hyped, lights a candle for the lady of night
I’m burning purple, smoke and smoke, it never ends
With red eyes and a locked-up grin
And we’re doing fine
Counting hundred bills one at a time
With few people around, that’s how I roll
I know how to handle it all, in control
For work,
I won’t follow another’s rules, strict as it gets, no one’s fool
So they see just who they’re dealing with, too
Rolls up with the crowd, tires screeching, burning fast
Pulls some girls real quick, the guy’s in his zone at last
Four-one-three area code, loyal to the crew always
Putting on blue, the boldest flag, all day
And we’re doing fine
Counting hundred bills one at a time
With few people around, that’s how I roll
I know how to handle it all, in control
For work,
I won’t follow another’s rules, strict as it gets, no one’s fool
So they see just who they’re dealing with, too