Plies
Got Money
[Intro]
And I fuck with these n***as
Jim Jonsin, Bigg D

[Chorus]
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money

[Verse 1]
Y'all ain't let me, n***a, I'll Deebo up my way in this bitch
And I'ma thug it till I die, fuck that other shit
If I get killed, n***a, bury me in the projects
334 [?] Court, where I was raised at
N***a, [?] 4-5, Lee County representer
'Cause I got money, don't mean I won't rob one of you pussy n***as
'Cause a lot of you fuck n***as wanna see me go broke
If that happen, I'm just gon' rob full time, bro
'Cause I'm surviving in a city where most n***as can't
And on the real, I'm gon' make it, the rest of you pussies ain't
You ain't never seen a young n***a get this much respect
That's why I hang wherever the fuck I wanna hang at
And I ain't worrying about you n***as 'cause I got bond money
So all the shit y'all n***as talking 'bout, I ain't stunting
And bruh just dropped 60 G's on me, it ain't no secret
I turned around and gave that 60 to the Cuban people
[Chorus]
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money

[Verse 2]
I look better in a Chevy, I don't want a Benz
Plus I need something with a little room to put them K's in
'Cause y'all listening to a n***a that the streets made
I'm giving it to you gutter, n***a, I don't know no other way
And n***as in prison say my name all over the compound
And n***as betting their whole commissary on Plies
I'ma be the first n***a to blow and bond all my n***as out
And when I bond them out, I'm getting all of them their dope house
I'm one of few n***as that had money before I got in the music game
And I'm a celebrity in the hood, n***a, with ghetto fame
You feel you know a n***a rawer than me? Well, put up 36
And for you lames who don't know, n***a, that's a whole brick
And if you ain't got it like that, then put up a pack, bitch
And I'll match your pack, pussy n***a, with 36
[Interlude]
Yeah, y'all n***as got me all the way out of here, n***a
Slip-n-Slide Records
Fuck you, n***a

[Chorus]
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money
Bitch, you're looking at a young n***a that got money
And this is what it look like, pussy n***a, to have money

[Outro]
Y'all fuck n***as thought I was dead, n***a?
Like I told y'all n***as, boy
Every time y'all n***as see me, I'm slamming it
And for y'all n***as that don't know what "slamming it" means, n***a
That's spending cash, n***a
Ay, and y'all n***as can't figure out if it's dope money or rap money
And that's a beautiful thing
Y'all fuck n***as tell them crackers that, old pussy ass n***a