Gettin' Rich
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
If it's all about a check then I'm bout that
Her nails done heels on with that ass fat
I'm Just a young nigga and I really been a Mack
She feel this D up in her gut when she arch her back
This lifestyle is amazing cus I stay grinding
Versace frames on my face girl I been shining
And I be going state to state everywhere flying
Baby you looking at the truth I ain't even lying
I'm done with taking all them L's now it's time to win
I'm tryna beat all these odds gotta get it in
There's niggas dying everyday getting sent to the pin
And ion move the weight if it's under 10
I had to boss up by myself never looked back
Ya I had to put my name on the fucking map
Now everywhere that I go I keep a few racks
My credit score 750 and that's all facts
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im balling in the major league in my own lane
What goes around comes around it's a cold game
She wanna a nigga with some style cus I'm not the same
Them other dudes act like child's it's a fucking shame
I'm in the building n my section's only VIP
I Got this 1942 nigga with no ID
I'm drinking straight up outta the bottle cus I been a G
And why they got they hands out expecting something free
Still blowing big woods gotta throw an 8th in
And I'm still on time nigga if I'm late in
Only 5 star service I don't be waiting
Time is Money the label I know they hating
And if I want i can get it that's just how it goes
Bank statements showing whats spent on designer clothes
Now they all up on my jock like some groupie hoes
Cus I'm outta this world just like a UFO
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Check my smile I'm eating good $100 dollar meals
And don't be putting up no front gotta keep it real
And if the bread gon be right then we gotta deal
Rolling with that pack on me n I got it sealed
I'm always on the go but stuck up in this LA traffic
Mercedes Benz what I'm whipping and it's for matic
The good life and the finer things I gotta have it
Keep counting money getting dough like a bad habit
I'm married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like I hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
If it's all about a check then I'm bout that
Her nails done heels on with that ass fat
I'm Just a young nigga and I really been a Mack
She feel this D up in her gut when she arch her back
This lifestyle is amazing cus I stay grinding
Versace frames on my face girl I been shining
And I be going state to state everywhere flying
Baby you looking at the truth I ain't even lying
I'm done with taking all them L's now it's time to win
I'm tryna beat all these odds gotta get it in
There's niggas dying everyday getting sent to the pin
And ion move the weight if it's under 10
I had to boss up by myself never looked back
Ya I had to put my name on the fucking map
Now everywhere that I go I keep a few racks
My credit score 750 and that's all facts
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im balling in the major league in my own lane
What goes around comes around it's a cold game
She wanna a nigga with some style cus I'm not the same
Them other dudes act like child's it's a fucking shame
I'm in the building n my section's only VIP
I Got this 1942 nigga with no ID
I'm drinking straight up outta the bottle cus I been a G
And why they got they hands out expecting something free
Still blowing big woods gotta throw an 8th in
And I'm still on time nigga if I'm late in
Only 5 star service I don't be waiting
Time is Money the label I know they hating
And if I want i can get it that's just how it goes
Bank statements showing whats spent on designer clothes
Now they all up on my jock like some groupie hoes
Cus I'm outta this world just like a UFO
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Im married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like i hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
Check my smile I'm eating good $100 dollar meals
And don't be putting up no front gotta keep it real
And if the bread gon be right then we gotta deal
Rolling with that pack on me n I got it sealed
I'm always on the go but stuck up in this LA traffic
Mercedes Benz what I'm whipping and it's for matic
The good life and the finer things I gotta have it
Keep counting money getting dough like a bad habit
I'm married to this money got no love for no bitch
Me and my niggas we just counting bands getting rich
Came from the bottom now it look like I hit a lick
I pop my collar take a look at my Louis fit
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Writer(s): Wesley Milinich
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