Get money (feat. King tuzi)

I'm trying to get to the money
Yeah, I'm trying to get to the money
Yeah, I'm trying to get to the money

Yeah, money, yeah, I'm about to get to the money, yeah
Racks, hundreds, yeah, I'm trying to get to the money
Yeah, get to this money, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, money, cash, running

I'm trying to get to the money
Racks, hundreds, keeping this shit on a hundred
I got this shit and I love it
I hop in the stu just to get to this money

I'm trying to get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money
I admit it, I've been trying to get this money like i won a lotto
Keep it for my family, hustling for a dollar

Balling like I'm Andre iguadola
Putting in the work cause money is the motive
I got the hundreds, I mount it
All this money, like a mountain

I got the neighbors, they shouting
I go like swish swish
Hop in the car with your bitch
I fuck the once i haven't seen her since

That pussy stink it need mints
Back to reality, I feel like Vince
Not McMahon, Carter
I am a star and am also, a starter

Bitches on me, I got them wet with no water
I got the money and I just get hotter
Hold up, I'm about to blow, about to go up
I left Malawi just to get my glow up

I got the cash and now I got my flow up
I got the hundreds flooding like I'm Noah
Asking for my number, told her I don't know her
Woke up in this money, trying to get my do up

I got this money, I don't need to show up
And it in my genes and my blood i got
Racks
I got a whole lot of racks on me
Bad little thot with the ass on me

Just roll up a spiff, hit it then pass
But I'm begging, please do not ash on me
I be chilling with gangsters and thugs
Way before COVID, I still had that mask on me

My bro be sipping Codeine while he driving
I pray to the Lord he don't crash on me (skrrrr)
I stack money repeatedly
Don't take it for granted, but it's coming easily

I pay my taxes, I'm getting it legally
Pockets getting fatter suffer from obesity
Hold on
Now these little thotties, they didn't want to talk to me

Steady be feeling me
Hold on
I see niggas and bitches go crazy
Simply off the thought of them meeting me
Hold on
I got no Competition I'm in my own lane
Stressing about no one beating me
Hold on
These little niggas try beefing me
It all makes sense cause they cannot compete with me
I stack more money than all of them niggas

They talk on the internet like, why you tweeting me
Can't get on my level, they know ain't no reaching me
Rocking my Jesus piece, you know I keep it G
Money, money, cash, cash, running

I'm trying to get to the money
Racks, hundreds, hundreds
Keeping this shit on a hundred
I got this shit and I love it

I hop in the stu just get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money (lets go, lets go)

Cash, running
I'm trying to get to the money
Racks, hundreds
Keeping this shit on a hundred

I got this shit and I love it
I hop in the stu just get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money
I'm trying to get to this money