Get That Money

Lyrics
#INTRO Yo, yeah huh, ain't know what's going on Yeah, you know what's going on (yeah) Stay some day, money gang [Chorus] Trego crazy, Trego stupid, Trego fucking dumb yea Get to that money, stacking on racks, nigga, I'ma slump (slump) Bad bitch, shake her ass, drunk, yo, she tryna go dumb (dumb) All I do is get that fucking money, nigga, you know where I'm from (from) Get that fucking money yea (fucking money) I just took the jet out of the state, came out the country (yo) For the weekend, nigga, I made a whole hundred (yeah) Got her healthy, told her, go and get the bundle (yeah) [Verse] Bitchies did somеthing, I got to block hot like the summer Block had you paintng picturеs, boy you niggas ain't know me SOD, money gang, yo, they know how I'm coming yea Go get the Glock, nigga (mm), we going up hundred Put me in the trail, pussy nigga, you know what I'm doing Know my chain and my reign and my watch, it cost a whole hundred Pussy niggas kept it on that neck, these niggas ain't knowing Rose gold, two-tone white, green slime paint, it look like bubbles [Verse] Push up on that block, put that Glock in, make that chopper stutter Come inside my trap, I got pounds, it ain't even nothing (yo) You come inside me bitch, yeah, we got them switches (got them switches) Fresh up out the trenches (trenches), go Fresh up out the trenches, yo, we know how to spend they block Bitch, I push up in the building, yeah, 250 thousand For that brand new thin', done that trap, my money piling Trapper of the century (trap) [Chorus] Trego crazy, Trego stupid, Trego fucking dumb yea Get to that money, stacking on racks, nigga, I'ma slump (slump) Bad bitch, shake her ass, drunk, yo, she tryna go dumb (dumb) All I do is get that fucking money, nigga, you know where I'm from (from) Get that fucking money (yo), huh I just took the P.J. out the fucking country (country), huh Laughing to the bank, made me shit so funny [Verse] 2024 Ferrari Troll, she in the fucking onions Went on outside (jumping prr) the Glock on my, I'll be duckin', I ain't ducking smoke Pussy nigga, I ain't duckin' nothing Boy, I'm tryna shoot my Glock (boom), shoot this shit in fucking public Right, they ain't gang, R.I.P., make that chopper stutter (stutter) S.I.T. swerve through my drought, I just count a hundered #BRIDGE Cappin' like you rich, but you broke (but you broke) Boy, I got a chopper with a scope (with a scope), brrr You nigga pussy fuck, you niggas home (pussy fuck yea) You cap and you lie, that's how that go (yo) [Outro] I pull up to the club, in a motherfuckin' Ghost (yo) I got all these wheels, but the Lambo, I drive the most (yo) I got a new up, huh let's just take a toast Spray a big block (brrr), turn them to a ghost Look at 2024, I ain't spend a nutty trove (huh) House full of gumbo, ok hundred k' a show (yo) Everybody know big Trego CEO (yo) I just took the jet, I just flexing through the most
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Credits
- Writers
- Soulja Boy
- Wemajor