Get Money Nigga

[Intro:]

Gucci, Meek Millie

From ATL to Philly nigga

Real recognize real

Yeah we hood rich

Trap God turn us up

[Hook:]

I'm a money gettin nigga

At least that's just what I'm known for

You better call on my connect

And aks him what he put me on for

I heard ya'll niggas ballin

Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?

Better get the fuck out East Atlanta

You niggas know you don't belong here

[Verse 1:]

All my niggas smoking scrome here

We don't talk reckless on the phone here

A lot of cliques don't get along here,

Brick Squad my nigga, we rock our own gear

I'm on the kriss and on the long chair

I hope that you don't read me wrong

But if I go pull out that tongue dear

I bet that you don't make it home

I'm in the choppers with my long Johns

And I've been trapping all day long

They call me back and so they on scron

Before it dry, that shit be gone

[Hook:]

I'm a money gettin nigga

At least that's just what I'm known for

You better call on my connect

And aks him what he put me on for

I heard ya'll niggas ballin

Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?

You'd better stay out by the Philly nigga

You know you pussies don't belong here

[Verse 2:]

Rose go on my bottle six,

Half a mill on foreign whip

I'm in it well with a foreign bitch

I'm on a bright strap and she on this dick

Just bow there you lame

You diamonds look strange

I'm grinding like Wayne, when he on that skateboard I'm said

Nigga you new girl's my open

My old bitch - your new girl,

Young low rich Philly nigga, them hoes tell me I'm toothed up

I don't need to fuck one on one

'Cause when I come I need two girls

That down to fuck like all night

Give them bitches that hard pipe

Ridin with a hoe named Keyshia

And we smoking no Keyshia

Young nigga friends like easter,

Blood dripping on my sneackers

Straight drop, I stick that

I celebrate, I get back

That Molly look like a Tic-Tac

And I tell that hoe that I get that like oh

[Hook:]

I'm a money gettin nigga

At least that's just what I'm known for

You better call on my connect

And aks him what he put me on for

I heard ya'll niggas ballin

Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?

Better get the fuck out East Atlanta

You niggas know you don't belong here

[Verse 3:]

I drop a bag on your head nigga

And then locate your ass like all star

I ain't had to buy shit nigga

My nigga Waka got his own car

You want my dick like you a bitch nigga

Won't you go and coach your own boys?

And I don't wanna go back to jail nigga

But you gonna make me catch one more charge

I can look and tell you fraid nigga

But you keep on tryin to look hard

Your friends keep aksing what's the spell nigga

That's your motherfucking home boys

[Hook:]

I'm a money gettin nigga

At least that's just what I'm known for

You better call on my connect

And aks him what he put me on for

I heard ya'll niggas ballin

Dude, why the fuck you take a loan for?

Better get the fuck out East Atlanta

You niggas know you don't belong here