[Intro: Young Dolph]
(Drumma Boy)
Yeah
Uh-huh
It's Dolph

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back)
You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk
I'm the shit, face it (Face it), you n***as basic
Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it
I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (Woah)
My Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita
I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (Yeah)
They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they illegal

[Interlude: Young Dolph]
(Drumma Boy)
Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (Yeah)
Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (Uh-huh)
Trappin' out a mansion
Trappin' out a mansion (It's Dolph)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back)
You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk
I'm the shit, face it (Face it), you n***as basic
Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it
I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (Woah)
My Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita
I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (Yeah)
They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they illegal
He looked at me and said, "We gonna get this money" (Bet)
I said, "Bet," nothin' but respect
N***a, you know I'm all about a check (Uh-huh)
My old-school worth more than a new 'Vette (Uh-huh)
Fuckin' other n***as' bitches, I call that new sex
[Chorus: Young Dolph & 2 Chainz]
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches (Yeah)
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches (It's Dolph)
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches, ayy
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches (Uh-huh)
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches, ayy
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah (2 Chainz)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Roll it up, my n***a (Roll it)
Roll it up, I'm with you (Yeah)
I was rollin' up 'fore I was old enough
Work the color of a coconut
Put holes in your shirt like a polka dot (Bah)
Donuts in the parking lot
Dope boy with an Audemar
What I make today, I spend it all tomorrow (Tell 'em)
I got a stripper bitch on my screensaver (Yeah)
Look at me, you don't need cable (No)
Pockets on Lee Haney
My best friend is a 380 (Fire)
Big rims, no teenagers (Nah)
That deuce-deuces and deuce-fours (Four)
Deuce-sixs and deuce-eights (Eight)
Y'all sweet, toothaches (Damn)
I'm killin' these beats, man, I need to get a suit made (Uh)
I'm so cold, man, I need to get some soup made (Uh)
Self-paid, I be talkin' to myself like
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
[Chorus: Young Dolph & 2 Chainz]
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches (Yeah)
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches, ayy
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches (Uh-huh)
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches
Fuck these n***as, fuck these bitches, ayy
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah
We gonna get this money
We gonna get this money, yeah