(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Yeah
(Gotta love this shit)
Itchin' for that paper
My fingers they itchin' (this music to get money to, man)
Rhey itchin' for that paper
My fingers they itchin' (EarDrummers)
(You gotta love this, nigga)
Ayy, my mama said, "Fuck it, nigga, hit the streets and live"
Got some crack and a corner, and I did what I did
The neighbors, they don't like me, I got J's at the door
Told my grandma, "I don't need a bed, I'm sleepin' on the floor"
Got my tool and my blow, that's my two main hoes
Me and all my woes stick together like the Zoes
Sak pase, who got the yay for the lows?
And I keep birds with me like I'm straight out Hollygrove
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm ridin' around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a motherfuckin' monster when it come to gettin' that paper, ayy
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm ridin' around the city and I got my calculator
I'm a motherfuckin' monster when it come to gettin' that paper, ayy (yeah)
I'm a dog, and I eat that dog food
I'm a G, I put red on all my shoes (yeah)
Come and see, my la familia got Peru (salute)
And I plead (what?) not guilty until proved (yeah)
Got more birds than the zoo (yeah)
Got chickens in the coupe (brr)
Got shottas that'll shoot (bang)
And I stay on DJ Screw (straight up)
When you drop it (when you drop it)
It comin' back like DJ Clue? (Comeback)
I make a profit (a profit)
I can go and buy a school (Voilà)
I'm a A1 nigga, can't lose (yeah)
Freeband Gang, put you on the news (ayy)
Then hit Blue Flame, shoot pool (splurge)
Put twenty in my Trues (what that?)
That's twenty thousand, fool (hey)
I put a play together (like)
Like Peyton Manning do (that right)
I'm rappin' dope to you (Future)
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm ridin' around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a motherfuckin' monster when it come to gettin' that paper, ayy
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm ridin' around the city and I got my calculator
I'm a motherfuckin' monster when it come to gettin' that paper, ayy
Ayy, yo, Esco, yo, X-Rated (Mike WiLL Made-It)
My nigga Future, I think our work is done here
Astronaut Status, nigga
Another classic for the motherfuckin' streets
Be safe in the streets, and we out