Bring Me The Money

Lyrics

[Intro] (Creeper Jeepers) Stop using your momma's money and go do something productive (shot) Stop complaining (shot) And if it's that bad, go deal some drugs (Yeah!) Don't walk up in this bitch empty fuckin' handed [Verse] Fuck all the talk, my dawg gone go, price look good, gone hell let me know Drank on my head, get the fuck on the floor, my teacher in school know I don't sell dope Ten bundles on me, bout to go take a drive Unc' on the door, tryna claw out his eye Grimey lil' nigga, so don't be surprised, touch me lil' nigga, a bitch gone die Hit him in the worst way, robbed him on the first day Auntiе lost her mind again, she lyin' bout them pеrcs again I was eight years old, like, "Fuck a job, I'm sellin' work for life" We can rearrange some prices and talk about it, big Nephew gon' get you right I'm made for a hundred thousand off a ride Shit, fuck with my life I'm booted, baby, I be feelin' like Juice WRLD when I'm on my flight Like Santa Claus, I pull up givin' gifts out, even in summertime I ain't give that bitch no money, I just fed her a lil' lime Underground rapper, what? I don't hit bout 30 states I got 30 bitches in 30 states, Nigga, that's 30 plates So many damn blues off in they face, they think dat shit was fake (30!) Tourin' all summer, bitches pullin' up like they seein' Drake Bitch, I'm number one I don't give a fuck bout no Kendrick or Drake 2019, runnin' round, chainin' socks, Thanksgiving plate My phone's blowin' up, licks back to back, dis what I did today I don't have a random white boy fan to get you killed today Nigga, fuck yo' bitch, have a cookin' mac and cheese and some ribs today Knowin' they don't like it If I was you, shit, I wouldn't like it When I was down, shit, I ain't like it I was fucked up, she ain't like me I fuck her once, she think she wifey I would've stayed, it was bad timing It's the first, it's bad timing I ain't got it for you, baby, I ain't lyin' More money, more problems Bought a Glock for my mental health with the 50-shot nigga, wildin' Dat what I did? Get in yo' car and go take a trip Too many racks, shit can't even fit It ain't no op, still can't with the glit Talkin' too much, I don't trust some shit If I get a real threat, then how fresh you can get You ain't too poppin' up, Agent Smith Two, two tones, two matching glicks I feel like Paul Walker when I'm in the whip I think I'm Jeff Gordon when I get a lick I'm told to shut up, bitch, you ain't makin' sense I'm in the field, I am not on the bench Hit you with a DR like you J. Crips You mad cause you wacker than J. Crips You gon' get slapped like you J. Crips Dat's like 500, that's a fake lick Nigga so broke, think he hate rich Bitch made 1,500, ate dick Play my favorite song in my favorite whip [Chorus] So get the money, don't forget to get the money And when you make the money, bring me the money When you make the money, get the money When you say the money, make sure you split me some money If you lost the money, if you spent the money Just remember that you owe me some money If you love the money, get the money Keep the money, wait for me to come and count the money I can sense the money, I can feel the money Bitch, I get the money, phone ring for money Really love the money, don't be doubting money Bitch, I trust the money and I get the money So I'ma tell you when you get the money, make the money Don't forget to bring me the money [Refrain] Get the money, don't forget to get the money And when you make the money, bring me the money When you lost the money, if you spent the money Just remember that you owe me some money If you love the money, get the money Keep the money, wait for me to come and count the money I can sense the money, I can feel the money Bitch, I get the money, phone ring for money Really love the money, don't be doubting money Bitch, I trust the money and I get the money So I'ma tell you when you get the money, make the money Don't forget to bring me the money [Refrain] Get the money, don't forget to get the money And when you make the money, bring me the money When you make the money, get the money Say the money, make sure you split me some money If you lost the money, if you spent the money Just remember that you owe me some money If you love the money, get the money Keep the money, wait for me to come and count the money I can sense the money, I can feel the money Bitch, I get the money, phone ring for money Really not a money, don't be dubbin' money Bitch, I touch the money and I get the money So I'ma tell you when you get the money, make the money Don't forget to bring me the money