Go Get Da Money (feat. Skilla Baby & Moneybagg Yo)

(King Osama doped up)

(Lala on the beat)

Ha, woo, yeah, hmm

Let's turn the streets back up, make the trenches great again

Ha

I catch my opps, spin on that block, I put my switch on them and leave

I made twenty thousand off the dice, I gave my big homie a G

Man, my lil' **** steppin'. Shootin' shit like New Year's Eve

A pussy **** actin' like he street, that's one of my pet peeves

Headshot, pew, pew, pew, I'm tryna hit him in his den

Pull up to the funeral and chop it, make the grievers grieve

I got rich off rap, but really I came up off servin' fiends

Put two and a half on that boy, I call that **** Charlie Sheen (Ha)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Woo, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo, ha)

I know **** wanna kill me, that's I'm strapped in every city (Yeah, baow)

He might get that bitch today, but I just nutted on her titties

I got guns big as my son, man, this clip here hold a sixty (Baow)

I just BP'd my Suburban, level six, copped me a fifty (Skrrt)

I ain't tryna wrestle with you, look on my face, tell you I'm with it

A lot of switches, a lot of chops and Glocks when I move through the city (Baow, baow)

Ain't no **** done me none yet (Nah) 'cause they know what gon' come with it

Buyin' all these fake-ass diamonds in your songs, you need to quit it

Fuck with **** like Fatt Fox and Skilla Baby 'cause they authentic (Authentic)

If it's money to be made, well, I'm in it, I'ma get it (Pussy)

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, ****? (Woah)

If it's money to be made, well, I'm in it, I'ma get it

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Woo, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo, ha)

Ayy, go get the money, the mucho dinero (Go)

Jumped off the porch like I'm Eddie Guerrero

Just got a bunch of lows, ****, I been slingin' elbows (Uh, Ps)

The money come 'fore anything, wake up, get the bag, can't get nothin' sleepin' (Get up)

How many times do I gotta preach? (Huh?) Get off your ass and get on your feet (Go)

Back in L.A., they got a bag for me, I turn up your strand and weed

First, you gotta follow to learn how to lead, foot soldier, then turn to a king (Speak)

I only know one big homie, that's G, I'm genuinely fuckin' with Skilla (My ****)

I'm findin' that 'za (Skrrt), straight off the lot, 'til I pull off in the Demon (Go)

Ha, go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Woo, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo)

Go get the money (Phew, woo), go get the money (Phew, woo, ha)

Ha