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[Intro: Soulja Boy] Hey, Soulja Hey Hey Yeah, you already know what it is, man Young rich nigga shit Young niggas taking over [Hook: Soulja Boy] I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks How about the Rari in matte black? Money ain't coming, will you [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] I get [?] I get money, a lot of racks I get money, a lot of racks I'ma go spend it and make it back I'ma go spend it and make it back I get the money, a lot of racks I get the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of racks [Verse 1: Soulja Boy] I get the guap and then I count it up Walk in the club and then I turn it up Nigga playing with Dre, we gon' burn them up A hundred bricks in the Bentley truck Standing in the kitchen, hit the pot with the fork Young rich nigga, grab a pint and pour a four Young nigga came from the streets [?] I jump out the rearview, got stars in the ceiling Hit them with two-two just so he can feel it That baby draco gon' drill a nigga like a dentist On a private jet, I'm on a mission With the price of that, [?] activis Take it, we rip it, then package it Tell them my plug, he come back with a hundred of these [?] [Hook: Soulja Boy] I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks How about the Rari in matte black? Money ain't coming, will you [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] I get [?] I get money, a lot of racks I get money, a lot of racks I'ma go spend it and make it back I'ma go spend it and make it back I get the money, a lot of racks I get the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of racks [Verse 2: Spectacular] Pulled up in that Rari, got a bad bitch with that body Hoe freaky bitch get naughty, that pussy wet in that Rari Getting back rubs and my chest rubbed in that Challenger 300 I'm counting all these racks up, 'bout ninety stacks of hundreds Been getting money, my niggas, from Dade County to Fruit Town Picking bags up with my niggas, try to fuck her slow, but that bitch loud Flying in on that helipad, y'all broke niggas, y'all hella sad Fuck your bitch in my player pad [Hook: Soulja Boy] I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of that I count the money, a lot of racks How about the Rari in matte black? Money ain't coming, will you [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] Money ain't coming, she [?] I get [?] I get money, a lot of racks I get money, a lot of racks I'ma go spend it and make it back I'ma go spend it and make it back I get the money, a lot of racks I get the money, a lot of racks I'm getting the money, a lot of racks