A.T.M. (Addicted to Money)

Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money

Now this is something you can dance to
Pop a bottle and throw another band too
Speakers banging feel that damn boom
So trunt took the picture with damn zoom
I got so much juice I could fill up them cartons
I just bought a whole bottle of that Remy Martin
I'm about to smoke some trees that I grew in my garden
Line Leading, been running shit since kindergarten
You hear my voice in your head till your skin pop
I give you bars like a present at the gift shop
Hold on let me say hi to my haters
Damn I ran outta time ill try later

Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money

Wow, She's tall and she bad
She sings and she raps
Well She shit, yea she trash
Interesting they talk all that crap but when they see me don't speak none of that
They used to never check for me
Now they posing for pics
Don't worry mama ain't no pressure I was built for this
See I ain't with the bullshit or that tit for tat
And all my queens real we don't ever mix and match
I'm so lit leave my haters sparkless
My album is like a Bic, It starts shit
They tried to shoot me in my heart but I'm heartless
Don't start shit Pull up with 300 no Spartans

Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money

Get blowed like canons
Strippers breast exposed like Janet Jackson
Light skin Nigga can you handle it
Fucking on the marble floors in the middle of the mansion
You can get shot like a camera
I mean don't get caught up in the glamour
Put his ass to sleep no Pajames
Excuse my french motha fuckin Montana
So you got it out for me I'll take up the challenge
30 inches tied back so they cant grab it
We came to collect yeah nigga its an ambush
Got caught up on a charge, Now I'm Blocked, They done banned us

Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
Get to the money
All my bitches bad yeah they straight getting to the money



Credits
Writer(s): Jazmyn Jones Akins
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