Gettin Money

Lyrics

[Intro] (Laudiano) (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Chorus] Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits [Verse 1] She in the matrix, when I talk, bitches fall in a simulator Too busy gettin' money, big lobsters and steaks in my refridgerator If my opps was feelin' froggy, they wouldn't leap 'cause they tadpoles What you, 12? Nigga, you askin' weird questions that I don't know I was out, up gettin' the big at the top of the mornin' Good perky meat chokin' her out, tryna stop her from moanin' Gang and them was the first niggas in the city with exotic sodas The industry hate the Stincs, they even put the blowers on us Please stop comparin' me to niggas that's tryna clone us It's gon' be some R.I.P. shirts, not no comas I be in the streets faithfully, niggas not on nothin' I'ma keep the Yachtmaster plain, I'm not gon' flood it For the truth, I be goin' off facts, not assumptions Every day I wake up, I feel like I can't be [?] Got it out the mud, the world grimy so I'ma make sure they stuck in it Yeah, we all bosses, but you gotta play your position, the Plug [Chorus] Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits [Verse 2] It's been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits Stop DM'in' me 'bout that Reginal, you can keep it I can tell that bitch you with not used to demons I said I was finna bust, bitch tried to juke the semen Broke bitch, 'kay, I rebuke you in the name of Jesus I like bein' around bosses, not no famous people Boy, I'm a king, you a peasant, we ain't equal My whole life, all my blowers charged with DA rejects One thing I'm big on is respect Disrespect the Plug, give you somethin' to regret I'm like a janky referee 'cause you know I keep TECs One thing ain't gon' fly with the Plug is weak head The Plug keep loaf like Sara Lee bread I be sayin' light shit that go over these niggas' head Fuck all the opps and I said what I said How you broke and you got money from Ed, Edd and EDD? [Chorus] Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits Talkin' gettin' money only time I can relate to bitches I never sell no hoes' dream but I might show some fake interest They say I'm goin' broke, bitch, who they mistakin' me with? Been three years and my opps still wearin' the same three 'fits