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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
TeeCee4800
TeeCee4800
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She say she like ballers, she say she like dick
She say she like girls, that don't even make sense
She say she like the balls, I say shit, fuck 'em
She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust 'em
I'm tryna get some head, though, bitch, what it is?
If you ain't with that, then it is what it is
I'm tatted on my ribs, yeah I'm tatted on my neck
You be throwin' up liquor, I be throwin' up the set
[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout my money, yeah, I'm 'bout my cheese
Still eatin' Mickey D's, Big Macs with no cheese
All you rap **** tryna sound like me
I hear you **** talkin' but it don't sound like beef
I'm so mayo, the real definition
Yeah, I hope you **** ain't got a pot to piss in
That was at sixteen, but I'ma keep goin'
You ain't made enough yet, bitch, keep hoein'
[Verse 3]
You be deep throatin', why you actin' innocent?
I ain't tryna be your friend, I just want the benefits
Why you worried 'bout who hittin' this?
I'm in front of your house hittin' in the whip
You **** gettin' chip, I'm gettin chips
You got your minds on me, I got mine on rich
Give it up, give it up, slide like this
Rolex and the chain might blind ya hoe, bitch
[Verse 4]
I woke up this mornin'
Like I'ma grind late night 'til the mornin'
Thought bein' broke was borin'
So I grind late night 'til the mornin'
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 5]
Better watch how you pussy **** act
The only time it's safe is when it's gettin' cracked
Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like a athlete
Burner to the dome, uh, make it nasty
Don't test me, this ain't college
A bitch give good dome, I call her knowledge
Make the bitch run, make the bitch come
I'm in a two-seater havin' a threesome
Uh, hey, they say I'm actin' brand new
They say I went Hollywood, shit it's probably true
Uh, tree tops to the schools
Uh, fuckin' with the border rules
Never slippin', never catch me in the house shoes
Got the J's on my feet, got the J's in the streets
Got the J's at the door
If I ever gave a bitch money, she got it off the floor
[Verse 6]
I woke up this mornin'
Like I'ma grind late night 'til the mornin'
Thought bein' broke was borin'
So I grind late night 'til the mornin'
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 7]
Uh, yeah, I do that with my eyes closed
I'm a thug, I still read the bible
Prayin' for survival
They ask me why I got the strap, shit, I'm tryna stay alive, bro
Uh, yeah, hit me on the text
Told her we together, fuckin' told her she my ex
Pocket full of benji's, so **** I been G
Stop stealin' my swag, ****, I'm stingy
[Verse 8]
Ride in a Benz and you **** don't offend me
I don't give a fuck if you was a hundred and ten deep
We can talk about money 'cause I got that
Popped a homie same night, gon' pop back
And I don't rap, I state facts
When I get rich, I promise to stay black
The only thing I'm givin' is take back
Is puttin' my homies on and givin a state crack
[Verse 9]
I woke up this mornin'
Like I'ma grind late night 'til the mornin'
Thought bein' broke was borin'
So I grind late night 'til the mornin'
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
The only thing that a **** need to know
I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
Written by: YG
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