Blue Bills
Saying don't change
Shit I might though
She gon suck seed
Hope she don't bite though
I just need chill
I been heated
Bitch had told me I ain't shit
And I believe it
I just needa minute
Need you to talk less
Why don't you learn to listen
I don't need advice
And I don't need prescriptions
The homies all grown now
We been getting distant
I feel all alone now
But I ain't even tripping
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
What's yo one year plan
Well, I been doing music
Just to get them bands
And get enough money
Bring my niggas back
And prolly get a Caddy
With the tint all black
So I could just ride and
Smoke my weed
Don't call my line
Don't fuck with me
Keep the hoes to the side
They blow my high
She said that she forgive me
I just roll my eyes cus
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
I ain't never change in my life
She gon suck seed bet not bite
Think y'all need chill
Y'all been heated
Bitch had told me I ain't shit
I can't believe it
She was just up on my penis
Counting pennies in my jeans
Say she love me
She ain't mean it
Now I'm leaving
And she need me and ya funny
I ain't trippin' bout my digits
Counting skrilla
Getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
You thought it was over
Bitch I'ma soldier
If money a drug
I don't wanna be sober
Rather overdose
Commas, commas, commas
Commas and comatose
Thinking bout money
Help me catch the holy ghost like
Hallelujah, Lord, I want the most
Swear I'll give it back
But I gotta boast
Hope you forgive me
For flaunting and flex
Thousand dollars
For yo son on my neck
Sunday service
For my tide drop a check
Communion serve the finest wines
Nothing less
Ask for it and receive
Say I'm blessed
Shit I might though
She gon suck seed
Hope she don't bite though
I just need chill
I been heated
Bitch had told me I ain't shit
And I believe it
I just needa minute
Need you to talk less
Why don't you learn to listen
I don't need advice
And I don't need prescriptions
The homies all grown now
We been getting distant
I feel all alone now
But I ain't even tripping
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
What's yo one year plan
Well, I been doing music
Just to get them bands
And get enough money
Bring my niggas back
And prolly get a Caddy
With the tint all black
So I could just ride and
Smoke my weed
Don't call my line
Don't fuck with me
Keep the hoes to the side
They blow my high
She said that she forgive me
I just roll my eyes cus
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
I ain't never change in my life
She gon suck seed bet not bite
Think y'all need chill
Y'all been heated
Bitch had told me I ain't shit
I can't believe it
She was just up on my penis
Counting pennies in my jeans
Say she love me
She ain't mean it
Now I'm leaving
And she need me and ya funny
I ain't trippin' bout my digits
Counting skrilla
Getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting, uhh
I been getting money
Cus I been getting money
I been getting money
I been getting
You thought it was over
Bitch I'ma soldier
If money a drug
I don't wanna be sober
Rather overdose
Commas, commas, commas
Commas and comatose
Thinking bout money
Help me catch the holy ghost like
Hallelujah, Lord, I want the most
Swear I'll give it back
But I gotta boast
Hope you forgive me
For flaunting and flex
Thousand dollars
For yo son on my neck
Sunday service
For my tide drop a check
Communion serve the finest wines
Nothing less
Ask for it and receive
Say I'm blessed
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Writer(s): Chase Bryant
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