Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Called the homie Jay like
Let's go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not
I need a hundred bands
So we started working, working
'Til that cash came
All of a sudden
All these these bitches want my last name
[Verse 2]
The way these **** hate
I hope they get a check for it
Maybe not, but you get checked for it
I hope you pay your bills
Before you pay attention
How you a hatin' ass **** 'bout to get evicted?
You old cornball **** wearin' panties
Put some drawers on ****
Cheerleader on pom-pom's
**** see the barrel on this gun
I call him long john, ****
When he shoot you be long gone, ****, woo
We mix the Henny with that rosé
We drink Henny with that OJ
We drink Henny out the bottle straight
No chase
Where you at, we at your ho place
Took a picture with your chick
But she had her head in my lap
Face down every time when I'm
Hol' up wait
Then I put the picture on the gram
And I tagged her man
I don't give a damn
With a caption that said
No face, no case
[Verse 3]
Old Tommy ass ****, you ain't got a job
Now we gettin' all this money
We ain't gotta rob
Gettin' money ain't the problem
It's just keepin' it
Pain Gang, that's the team that I'm eating with
Dreams came true 'cause we believed in it
It's Red-life, muhfucker, and I'm bleeding it
I represent BK, ****
Fuck the cops and the DEA, ****
Fuck a snitch and the he say, she say, ****
Old honey bun cheesecake ****
Goons run up like a relay ****, woo
It's no games, no EA, ****
Eat your food
And leave you with a clean plate, ****, woo
Fuck a fraud fake three face ****
Put you in a box like a sweepstakes ****, woo
We mixing sour with that cherry kush
Why you smokin' on that Reggie Bush?
[Verse 4]
Called the homie Jay like
Let's go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not
I need a hundred bands
So we started working, working
'Til that cash came
All of a sudden
All these these bitches want my last name
[Verse 5]
Fuck your opinion
I'm in love with money and women
If she want to be a thot
Then that's her decision
She ain't complaining, she ain't mad, upset, or offended
She grown, leave her alone
If she with it, she with it
Money ruin, when you get it you flip it
I'm lying
'Cause as soon as I get it I spend it
But fuck it, I'm living, I'm living
Soon as I feel I'm going broke
I fix it, I fix it
Two Jesus heads as if I'm religious
God the only man I ever commit with
Dear Lord, I'm sinning, I'm sinning
I know this Henny is the devil
I hope I'm forgiven
[Verse 6]
Called the homie Jay like
Let's go get this money man
Now when I find out ten or not
I need a hundred bands
So we started working, working
'Til that cash came
All of a sudden
All these these bitches want my last name
Written by: Katorah Marrero, Matthew Norrish Jacobsen
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