[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz!
5 in the morning, feds at my door
Early in the morning, layin' with my hoe
Came in the crib, couldn't find a gram
I told them cop suckers beat it, outa here, scram
Tell you a lil' story 'bout a lesson I learned
Never leave the crib without packin' a gun
N***as talk about me, but they fluently wrong
Cause I came from the block, get my truancy on
N***as keep askin' me what Luda be on
Cause Tity spit fire, like a fuckin dragon
Rag on, rag off, if I'm on, you not
You off, I'm the opposite of soft
Came from the corner, keepin' chickens in my loft
I got a lotta bitches, but I love my Nina Roths
And how could I forget how much my first semi cost
I'm foreign car ridin', Hemi's make me cough
[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
[Verse 2: Lil Keke]
I came in lookin' to win, so drop 'em off
When the birds pack up for the winter they fly south
Sleeves rolled up when I'm whippin' that Yoda
Stand real in the field, like a UF soldier
Make it quick, spend it fast, hustle hard, make it last
Married to this dirty cash, shift the key and press the gas
I'ma show you what it do, this between me and you
Gucci belt, and Gucci shoes, Texas getting money too
Twist it up, and blow the smoke, haters out here ridin' broke
I'm ridin' high and livin' fly, boys out here losin' hope
Miss me with that fire play, comin' down your way
Yeah, we getting money too, on the grind all day
[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
Gudda Gudda!
They say money isn't everything, that's a fuckin' lie
Money controls everything, show you fuckin' right
Circumcised whip, I pull the top back
6 speed, pop the clutch, cops can't stop that
I'm blazin' in the streets, and the South is where I'm hot at
If you talkin' money, we could talk, 'cause I got that
Louis V, Gucci and Polo is where I shop at
And I ain't tryna price that, cop the whole top back
Young Money rich talk, haters keep quiet
Yeah, I gained a little weight, I'm on a Cash Money diet
I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I popped the triple decker
I ain't slippin' by the week, I'm geeked, but it's whatever
[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my sleeves up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me roll my weed up
Hold up, wait a minute, let me pour my lean up
Hold up, wait a minute, let that be between us
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
Between me and you, I'm getting money too
