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Look, I'm tryna blow a few racks. Been going hard in it. Yeah. So I'm coming out the trap. Yep. Got some bad bitches and they coming out The back. They don't really say too much, just Bend it over, make it clap. Seven days a week, nigga grind like a skateboard. Stack the money up then cash out to make 'em hate more. Niggas in the club popping bottles And I really hate that shit. But I came in here tonight to watch these Bitches shake that shit. Shake that shit. Look, I told her get it, get it. And she gonna bust it all open for a Nigga who spend it. And she gonna do what She want behind some windows that's tinted. And we be buying the whips, ain't got time To be rented. Look, my niggas on since your Niggas hung. And even though we gone, we do This for my nigga Bone. Look, look, blow the money like bosses. The whip sitting on an offset. Uh. Now let up a check, blow a couple Bands. Hit the club like what and do my Money dance. Fuck up a check, blow a couple Bands. Hit the club like what and do my Money dance. Do my money dance, do my money Dance. Hit the club like what and do my Money dance. Do my money dance, do my money Dance. Hit the club like-Now let me do My money dance. Big stacks in a rubber band, Never fall in love again. Fall inside the club again. Uh, young nigga from the West Coast. Hoes love to do the most when they see The foreign, oh. Bad bitches in my section, Never stressing. Broke niggas second guessing. Popping bottles like a weapon, oh. I go get it and you do it how You can. I really live it how we did It, wasn't even in the plans. Look, ain't no telling what you do if I Come through. She got a mic check, mic check, One, two. Knock it out with a right left, One, two. Got a homie with a flight, need A parachute. More money, more money like Damon Wayne. You ain't from the wood, nigga, you don't Know my name. I've been riding with a bag, I'm getting dizzy. Hold up. Now let me do my money dance. Uh, fuck up check, blow couple bands. Hit the club like what and do my money Dance. Fuck up a check, blow a couple bands. Hit the club like what and do my money Dance. Do my money dance, do my money dance. Hit the club like what and do my money Dance. Do my money dance, do my money dance. Hit the club like- Now let Getting money like the government. Only count hundreds and fifties in a rubber band. Dubs in my other hand. Niggas don't understand. Go like the motherland. I'ma do my money dance. Always get money and always got some sweats on. Chain on my neck, gold. Card in my pocket, Black. Money, I'ma pocket that. Knots in my pocket, fat. Racks, you gonna stop at that. This money, it Won't stop a rap. Hold up, let me switch It up. Side bitch with a bigger butt. I'm eating, got a bigger gut. Want money, then you better fuck. She drop it and she pick it up. Bag it like a pickup truck. See money when You look at us. Goddammit a pimp, I'm backhanding A bitch. You ain't down with the shit. I make dollars, get rich like Pringle stacking the Chips. This blue money a trip and with some Green, I'll trip. But if you throwing this shit, Bet your bitch'll get flipped. Uh. Now let Me do my Money
Cali Swag District — Getting Money
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