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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Banks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
majesty moses
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Money Every
Producer
YOZ
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Get money
Bizzy
GMTO
Tell my **** get money, they go and get it
Look
Tell my **** get money, they go and get it
Got some demons and gottas that's always with it
Why these **** be talkin' like they won't get it?
Feelin' invincible
Until I send them monsters to make you invisible
Dash, I'm sending these **** to finish you
Mortal Kombat how I pull up and finish you
Crib to the block, is what I call a business move
She like when I hit the moves
Get a TD then I do the cha-cha like Victor Cruz
And these bitches they pick and choose
Got a whole bunch of W's, remember I used to lose
I was trappin' all in the school
Now, I get it and flip it
I stack it like I'm a jew
And these **** know what I do, so
[Verse 2]
Tell them ****, don't play with me
And I been gettin' money, ain't shit you could say to me
And his treesh wanna lay with me
And she tryna sleep over, but no, she can't stay with me
Oh, wait, so you think it's cool?
Yeah I fuck with some G's but do not get it confused
And **** don't act a fool
**** droppin' my shit, fuck around, I'ma get 'em boomed
'Cause they know the factory
I be jackin' my G's, but the ones that be jackin' me
And I know why they mad at me
**** catch me outside, don't be facebook @in' me
And he charged like a battery
**** think he hold weight until I burn them calories
He get charged like a battery
**** think he hold weight until I burn them calories
Couple shooters be with me
Call up Black, we go 50 for 50
**** spinnin' all until we get dizzy
**** politickin' talkin' bout Bizzy
Bitches callin' me and sayin they miss me
I don't got no time for no hickies, I just want a quickie
So slide off them Vickies
Can't fuck with a bitch, if she friendly (Nah)
[Chorus]
Don't start with me, and pussy **** I won't start with you
If it's ba-da-bing, then its ba-da-boom
Got a couple shooters that'll dot 'em too like look
Don't start with me, and pussy **** I won't start with you
If it's ba-da-bing then its ba-da-boom
Got a couple shooters that'll dot 'em too like look
[Verse 3]
Get money, that's motivation
Demon, he with me, he ready for altercations
And I got the situation
We shootin' off rip, don't got time for no hesitations
And I ain't in conversations
You ain't in my circle, you outta place
Told that bitch I need brain, I can't concentrate
Got the shooters from Jersey that's outta state like
Look
Call Choppa U-haul
'Cause that **** movin'
I ain't no Metro, but my **** boomin'
Rooga in that cut, you know he be boolin' like
Look
I'on try, ion Woo neither
**** know my salute, I ain't grabbin' my shoe either
**** I spit ether
If a **** run up we gon' send him a few heaters
**** I spit ether
If a **** run up we gon' send him a few heaters
[Outro]
Oh, you toatin' Glocks? Pass me the trey-pizzy
Come to your block like yo sig thought Mac and I p-siggy
Don't trip cause the breech with me
For my 50s I crack out
JJ gon' back out, clear the whole background
You hear them guns sounds, get at the back
My shooters pop out when they movie' too tac
If we outside, you hear like 2 or 3 straps
They is not tough enough
They better structure up
Written by: Majesty Moses