Get Money (feat. Yo Gotti)

Turn up on these ****, yeah (FOREVERROLLING)

Turn up, turn up, turn up on these ****

I know you heard 'bout Gee

Last **** played with me had two, three surgeries

These young gangstas can learn from me

The opps dream about burning me

Them blocks, they go for thirty-three, forty-three, you wanna eat

You single if I want you, bae, your **** know what's up with me

**** get in they feelings over these women, then try come for me

I'ma get it all in her, lean down, whisper, "Is you gone come for me?"

She was faithful till she met a gangsta, I brought her habits back

Standing over your lady, letting it dangle, doing the cabbage patch

**** know the city was getting soft, I brought the static back

If he say I snaked him then I adapted to my habitat

If they say I'm gangsta and 'bout my paper then it's facts in that

I pray they don't check it when I mail it 'cause it's 'thrax in that

Action packed, I think the whole city know that we on it

Hard for him to sleep, his pillow got a hunnid Gs on it

This that gangsta shit that you was missing, you was loving

I still think that I can make a million on Tubman

Ain't no halfway in it, if you with us, we thugging

I'ma drop that ticket, go and get 'em if you love me

We ride in them rentals when we spinning on your buddies (Yeah)

I just wanna ball with my **** where it's sunny (Ball)

Fifty-five hunnid boss **** getting money

Fifty-five hunnid boss **** getting money

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's on gang

That's on me, that's on my name

What's up Gee?

I say, "Forty," I ain't talking 'bout a strap, but a key

Streets lucky, boy, I just might send a hunnid to Kentucky

Yeah, I'm that type of plug, if you don't pay, that shit get ugly

Yeah, hit his mama house, shoot up the car and hit his buddy

Yeah, this that gangsta shit, won't play no games about that money

Yeah, Big Gotti, plug talk CMG

Ten bricks for your advance, you signed to the streets

Urus, 'Rari, Cutlass, Forgis (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)

Kicked that lil' bitch out, I caught that ho tryna record me (Outta here)

Buddy owe me for a half a brick and been avoiding me (Where you at?)

Driving off them Xans, fell asleep, damn near destroyed me (Damn)

This that gangsta shit that you was missing, you was loving

I still think that I can make a million on Tubman

Ain't no halfway in it, if you with us, we thugging

I'ma drop that ticket, go and get 'em if you love me

We ride in them rentals when we spinning on your buddies

I just wanna ball with my **** where it's sunny

Fifty-five hunnid boss **** getting money

Fifty-five hunnid boss **** getting money