Hunnid Stax

Lyrics

[Intro: Ab-Soul & Lana Del Rey] (Money is the anthem) People treat you real nice when you got fifty dollar drawers on (Get money, fuck bitches) I'm tryin', man (Get it) (Fuck bitches, get money, get money) Uh (Doeburger) [Verse 1: Ab-Soul & Lana Del Rey] Who gettin' that dough? (Dough) Who gettin' that cake? (Cake) Who gettin' that bread? Put a ticket on your head if you can't relate ('Late) Who gettin' that fetti? (Fetti) Who gettin' that cheese? (Cheese) You know I gotta eat (Eat) You know I gotta eat! (Eat) Who gettin' that paper? (Paper) Who gettin' that guap? (Guap) Who smokin' that top shelf? Who gettin' top off top? (Top) Ain't nothing more important than the mula (Mula) Who gettin' them commas Makin' mamas do Kama Sutra (Kama Sutra) (Money is the—) Ugh, best act like you know I'm getting them checks, I'm spendin' them checks THC through TSA, hope my bag don't get checked Who getting them Benjamins? Spendin' them with executive Businessman, understand I'm on fuckin' tour, you on the 10-6 (Ugh!) I'm reeling in, c—c—c—currency Won't pass the weed but I'll pass a bitch (Soulo) My stock rising, you cock-riding I'm splittin' clits with a money clip (Soulo) Who gettin' that money? (Money) Real mothafuckin' money (Money) That's all I do dawg, got cashed out Got fucked up, then I passed out [Chorus: Mac Miller, Ab-Soul & Schoolboy Q] Woke up early, ki—kissed a bad bitch Rolled me up a blunt, then I took a piss (Yeah, ugh!) Hundred million trillion motherfucking racks, nigga! Can't remember what I did last night (Yeaahhh) I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life Money is the anthem (Yeah, yeah) Black girls in the bedroom, white girls in the bathroom Y'all niggas all hypocrites, y'all know what this shit is all about Fuck what I did last night (Yeah, yeah, ooh! ooh!) I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life Fuck wit ya boy! [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q & Lana Del Rey] Who gettin' that dough? (Dough) Who gettin' that bread? (Bread! Yeah!) Get money I pledge What you mean you broke? Bitch, open them legs (Legs) Now, let a nigga beat (Beat) I think I'm gon' skeet (Skeet, skeet) You know I love cheeks (Cheeks) You know I love cheeeeeks! I'm high as a 'scraper ('Scraper) I'm smokin' that guap (Guap, guap) Who leave guns on the top shelf? Ugh! Who keep Glocks on Glocks? (Yeah, yeah) Ain't nothing more important than Hoover (Than the Hoover) Who hoppin' out cars? Unloadin' that pop-pop, YAWK-YAWK, move ya! (Money is the—) Ugh! Yeah! Fig-Fig-Figueroa Got a .45 right here up in my coat You can have my ho, but don't hit my dope, yes (Yes) I'm burning up like a Parliament (Ugh) Off two sixteens, I'm still spending rent You a bad bitch, come fuck me Yeah, you heard it right, I said fuck me (Yeah) Put that on Crip, even ignorance is bliss I love foreign tits and the clitoris (Ugh) Beat the pussy down like my nemesis Make the pussy drip like I slit her wrist, but (Yeah) Who gettin' that money? (Money) Real mothafuckin' money (Money) That's all I do dawg, got cashed out Bought a new bitch and a new house like Fuck wit ya boy! [Chorus: Mac Miller, Ab-Soul & Schoolboy Q] Woke up early (Yeah), kissed this bad bitch (Yeah) Rolled me up a blunt, then I took a piss (Figg side!) Hundred million trillion motherfucking racks, nigga! Can't remember what I did last night I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life Hundred million trillion motherfucking racks, nigga! Money is the anthem Black girls in the bedroom, white girls in the bathroom Y'all niggas all hypocrites, y'all know what this shit is all about Fuck what I did last night I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life Hundred million trillion motherfucking racks, nigga! [Outro 1: Lana Del Rey] So before we go out, what's your address? [Outro 2: Diddy] What? It ain't no more to it! Soulo eatin' now! Tell 'em Puff said so [Produced by Kenny Beats]