Letras
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Smokin’ on some trees yeah yeah yeah
And it’s still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
I’ll be countin’ up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
I swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
Wake up I the mornin’ screamin’ “Hallelujah”
Getting’ all this money, fon’t you let em’ fool ya
I’ve been getting’ to the money it ain’t nothin’ new yeah
Tell ‘em “fuck the haters” yeah we fuckin’ did yeah
Movin’ to fast ayy
But I sip really slow yeah
Count up the racks yeah
Then run up some more yeah
You already know yeah
Young nigga getting’ that dough
Getting’ that money with all my woes yeah
Can’t give a fuck about hoes yeah
Nigga you trippin’, you ain’t never caught me slippin’, yeah
Young and I get it, ayy
Nigga get out your feelings, yeah
I got business, I got the cake and I got biscuits
Niggas is bitches, do anything to get my attention
Dwayne Johnson on you niggas, lil’ baby love the way I rock, yeah
And she in love with the way I eat up and beat up the box, yeah
I got some lean in the back and I got all the weed in my sock
You askin’ too many questions, you startin’ to sound like a cop yeah
Smokin’ on some trees yeah yeah yeah
And it’s still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
I’ll be countin’ up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
I swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
Wake up I the mornin’ screamin’ “Hallelujah”
Getting’ all this money, don’t you let em’ fool ya
I’ve been getting’ to the money it ain’t nothin’ new yeah
Tell ‘em “fuck the haters” yeah we fuckin’ did yeah