Gettin to the Money (feat. Bigga Rankin)

Time is money young nigga When you wanna talk to me, make sure you're getting to the point And we gettin to the bag No check no rap and that's my nigga no cap Standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at Nigga talkin slick you on yo dick bitch I'll expose that Made it to a brick bitch I'm a lick but no one knows that All in the mix I'm poppin shit that's just my woadie Gettin to the money break the piñata these Chanel yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin red yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin Prada yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah Bankroll pockets bigger than bags of mangos Hood ties be in places these niggas can't go Rainbow lucky charms check out my Range Rov Nitro speedin fast that's how my life go Life of the party let's get us a bottle I wanna celebrate Look what you started I'm all on her body I never hesitate No I'm not sorry shootouts and robberies it was like give or take Chief like a Marley smoke all the problems still gotta face em yeah Black rose pretty bitches but I don't love em Cuz my heart froze out the window I let em have it Wit this drako taxe season you get exactly what you pay for Rari smashin I hit the gas and I get outta there Standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at Nigga talkin slick you on yo dick bitch I'll expose that Made it to a brick bitch I'm a lick but no one knows that All in the mix I'm poppin shit that's just my woadie Gettin to the money break the piñata these Chanel yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin red yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin Prada yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah Road runner 223 I call it the dear hunter Codeine pour it up inside of a dirty Fanta Money green touchin paper cause I was servin feens Part of me left with you now baby that's honesty Life of the party let's get us a bottle I wanna celebrate He got a carbon let's shoot up the party it was a better way Fuck all that robbin that shit don't surprise me I had to pave the way Young nigga mobbin I got em on leashes I got em caged away Yellow Ferrari pull up wit racks and I had to save the day Throat baby she down on her knees she singin amazin grace Go baby you get the lam cause I'm in a wraith today No baby stiff on a bitch ain't givin no racks away Standin on the corner wit them sticks where yo pole at Nigga talkin slick you on yo dick bitch I'll expose that Made it to a brick bitch I'm a lick but no one knows that All in the mix I'm poppin shit that's just my woadie Gettin to the money break the piñata these Chanel yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin red yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata I'm drippin Prada yeah Gettin to the money break the piñata no money problems yeah