Getting Money Records

Bitch I got to count them fuckin deadz
Told that bitch to put her fuckin legs up
Bitch I'm speeding I don't stop at reds
Get that money then you know the rest
I was broke but now i'm fuckin flexin
Send some shots you play with me you catch em
Tell my fucking haters fuckin catch up
Yea that nigga hiding ima catch em
If that nigga biting ima stretch em
Money is the bone I got to fetch it
I'm in love with money, money fetish
I been living fast and living reckless
Spent a check all on my fuckin necklace
Give her dick I told that bitch to pet it
Tatted on me so you know I rep it
All up on mind is fucking getting rich
Gun up on my side I'm fuckin toting blicks
I don't want that bitch she fuckin dismissed
Swear I'm so in love with money I could kiss it
Yea I'm making plays you know that I be blitzin
Got 100 shots for niggas sneak dissing

Got 100 shots and nigga I ain't missing
Same bitch suck my dick the same bitch you be kissing
All these niggas snakes I swear I hear them hissing
That's why I keep a tool incase I need to fix em
Be careful what you say you know the feds be listening
That's why I don't say no damn names when I be dissing em
She sucked my name don't know her name I call her hickey
That nigga say he toting guns well where your blicky?
Oh wait I think I know her name think it was Kiki
And nah I do not fuck with lames nah I can't kick it
And bitch I swear I'm from Chicago like 150
Them diamonds dancing on my wrist I swear they hittin yeah
I gotta get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 (Yeah)
And since we talking money you know I got plenty (Yeah)
And since we talking honey you know I got plenty (Yeah)
But nigga I ain't sweet I'm sour like the gummy bear
I'm worried bout my change so nigga I ain't never cared
Swear I got plenty money watch me throw it in the air
Swear that I am so ahead of the game man it ain't even fair
The niggas that be hating the most I swear they fucking fans
I told that nigga keep his cool or ima fucking fan em
Ima turn him to a ghost just like he Danny Phantom
I made a play these niggas foul I need a fuckin and 1

Bitch I got to count them fuckin deadz
Told that bitch to put her fuckin legs up
Bitch I'm speeding I don't stop at reds
Get that money then you know the rest
I was broke but now i'm fuckin flexin
Send some shots you play with me you catch em
Tell my fucking haters fuckin catch up
Yea that nigga hiding ima catch em
If that nigga biting ima stretch em
Money is the bone I got to fetch it
I'm in love with money, money fetish
I been living fast and living reckless
Spent a check all on my fuckin necklace
Give her dick I told that bitch to pet it
Tatted on me so you know I rep it
All up on mind is fucking getting rich
Gun up on my side I'm fuckin toting blicks
I don't want that bitch she fuckin dismissed
Swear I'm so in love with money I could kiss it
Yea I'm making plays you know that I be blitzin
Got 100 shots for niggas sneak dissing



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Writer(s): Nathaniel Hamm
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