[Hook]
Get the money
Fuck a bitch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No shit
I got them lil n***as pissed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo bitch
Ima keep poppin my shit

Get the bag
Fuck a hoe
Go broke?
Fuck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
N***A WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!

[Verse 1]
Look who just walk thru the door my n***a
He louie V down to the floor
He keep it G to the core
Thats that lil n***a them bitches adore
Hop in the jeep wtf is a door?
Hollat my shooters they ready to score
When it comes to paper I’m havin all sorts
Designer lenses on me like a dork

In the club pullin my loot out
Try to take some its a shootout
I got my heater so cool out
Just walked in the club with his tool out
Don’t be a fool
Reach for my jewels
Get put on news
Dont chase a bitch
Number one rule
Win or lose
N***a you choose
Who said a Wudn’t gettin no gwalla
I beg your pardon
This shit can’t fit in my wallet
Look at these mfn garments
I’m fresh til death
Rest In Peace dearly departed
We do this shit and they copy
N***a we poppin
Look at this shit we done started
Im always makin deposits
I got the bank tell lil china see where I done got it
[Hook]
Get the money
Fuck a bitch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No shit
I got them lil n***as pissed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo bitch
Ima keep poppin my shit

Get the bag
Fuck a hoe
Go broke?
Fuck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
N***A WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!
[Verse 2]
I got em mad, yuh
I turnt up a tad, yuh
Running thru bags, yuh
Its just me and my lads, yuh
Snakes in the grass, nope
These diamonds not glass, nope
Ain't no comin in last, nope
Won’t give em a pass, nope
Ice all on me like im bout to go ski
Dont like to talk cuz that shit be too cheap
Told that lil bitch I’m ain't fuckin for free
Gucci on me bitch im double the G
You running ya lips and im running it up
Just bought me a pint so I doubled the cup
Shut that shit up n***a bet that shit up
What you wanna do n***a double it up
I got that Glock on my waist, it dont got no safe
In case a n***a try to play
I just might hop on a plane and fly to the A
Im feelin like shoppin today
That shit he rockin fugay
He thought he was fly
He must’ve had a delay
I know why that n***a hate
Cuz im gettin cake
Or im prolly fuckin his bae

[Hook]
Get the money
Fuck a bitch
Where you been?
Gettin’ rich
My neck
My wrist
I’m lit
No shit
I got them lil n***as pissed
I just might Fendi my kicks
Ima keep knockin yo bitch
Ima keep poppin my shit

Get the bag
Fuck a hoe
Go broke?
Fuck no
You want smoke
Ya got smoke
No cap
No joke
I got that ice like a ski slope
Crucifix chain like the pope
I just might bust down a rope
N***A WE UP CHECK THE SCORE!