(What´s happenin´, Chi Chi?) (Section 8 just straight cooked that motherfucker up) Yeah So we was at a gas station today, I told the bros, like
Last one home owe a dub, know what I´m sayin´? And we all ridin´ in foreigns, so That shit super fun cuttin´ all through traffic, sayin´ Kinda felt like I made it for a change That´s what I do
Lamborghini truck, big Dre in the cut Bruh them Bentley-ed up behind me, know what´s in my cup Doin´ ninety in a thirty-five like I don´t give a fuck (I´m sorry) Aventador, I let lil´ Q ´dem drive, make sure y´all don´t hit nobody I can´t lie, this rap shit got us livin´ like we hit the lottery Crippin´, knockin´ niggas out, one punch like he got into boxing
I been flying state to state for drip, I done got into shopping Every other day, it´s somethin´ fake, I´m duckin´ paparazzi He ain´t listen, they tapped his nugget Label told me ain´t got no budget This ain´t that, and that ain´t ´bout nothing I got rich, but got folks still strugglin´ I got bros give a fuck ´bout nothin´ I got hoes, don´t give a fuck ´bout fuckin´ I ain´t did that if she ain´t got no butt Money bring problems, okay, so what? Pee them too real, they bought me a Rolls truck Sent it back to get a newer version Cullinan with the stars in it, got the captain seats in the back I want the white paint with the red guts, all my other cars need to match it
They be like, "Ooh, ooh," off in traffic Gotta put racin´ gas in my track kit
Get money (Get money), get money (Get money) Get money (Get money), get money (Get money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money All I do is get money (Get money), get money (Get money) Get money (Get money), get money (Get money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money, yeah
How you make a whole chorus about getting money? ´Cause all I do is get money
Monday through Sunday, Sunday through Money It ain´t no stoppin´, always gon´ clock in Ask for my bookin´ phone like I´m trappin´ He a good rapper, yeah, but he cappin´ I treat my shows like I´m getting loads I gotta get off anywhere I go, yeah Hop out alone, I´m in my zone Most of this shit I done did on my own Niggas want credit for shit that my mama did I really treat Lil DT like my mama kid Been poppin´ shit since I bought me that Bonneville I´m in Atlanta from Bankhead to Summerhill I can´t play ´round ´cause I know it´s kill And I know it´s real, yeah
Get money (Get money), get money (Get money) Get money (Get money), get money (Get money)
I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money All I do is get money (Get money), get money (Get money) Get money (Get money), get money (Get money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money (Money) I´m getting money