[Intro]
Had to fit the motherfucker on her and her mama (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You motherfuckin' faggots, get at it
Killer [? - 0:06], nigga
Killer, killer, killer
A-a-ask your older brother 'bout me
I OG hard, nigga
[Chorus]
You're gettin' to your money, holla
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You ain't broke, pop a bottle, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When Killer hit the stage, they say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And after the show, they goin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Trendsetta)
You're gettin' to your money, holla
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You ain't broke, pop a bottle, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When Killer hit the stage, they say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And after the show, they goin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
Another Sunday, 'nother show in the country
Girl pussy poppin', shake that monkey
Fire up the meter, put the 'dro in the air
Nigga, throw up your set, put your hood in the air
Half the club on the pill, the other half on drank
The parking lot full of old schools with wet candy paint
Shit, just last week a young nigga got shot
Playin' Superman, racin' bullets in the parking lot
Everybody know left him there leakin' in the street
But we'll handle it ourself, we ain't talkin' to police
You already know the next day, the hood put in work
And came back to the club in R.I.P. t-shirts
[Chorus]
You're gettin' to your money, holla
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You ain't broke, pop a bottle, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If you're ridin' candy paint, say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
If you're burnin' good dank, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If I gotta pull the K, they sayin'
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And if I let it go, they like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When Killer hit the stage, they say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And after the show, they goin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
I'm lookin' for the girl with Mike rolls in her hair
Take a picture with me, mama, put your ass in the air
Want gold in her mouth and her outfit tight
She ain't lookin' for a man, she just wanna fuck tonight
She got titties like (Ayy ayy) and ass like (Oh oh)
I'm firin' up the 'dro while she pop a pill and roll
I love a girl from the hood, fuck a video ho
But y'all niggas know, I'll fuck a video ho
Killer been around the world, did sold out shows
And came back to the hood and bought a Vert on vogues
You can call me Santa Clause 'cause I keep three hoses
And even in the summer, I'm knee deep in snow
Yeah
[Chorus]
You're gettin' to your money, holla
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You ain't broke, pop a bottle, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If you're ridin' candy paint, say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
If you're burnin' good dank, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If I gotta pull the K, they sayin'
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And if I let it go, they like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When Killer hit the stage, they say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And after the show, they goin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 3]
Down in the south, what do DJs play?
Scarface, 8Ball, UGK
And Gs don't dance, we bounce and step
Throw 'bows to the right and stomp to the left
What's up to all the young Gs with a head full of locks
Gettin' money on the block with a pocket full of rocks
We headed to the club, swervin' and reckless
Creased jeans, white tees, Bob Marley necklace
You know about the south, you know what we about
Girls with short shorts and they asses hangin' out
Dope boys on the grind with a grill in his mouth
We gettin' money down here, what the fuck is y'all about?
Yeah
[Chorus]
You're gettin' to your money, holla
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
You ain't broke, pop a bottle, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If you!re riding candy paint, say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
If you're burning good dank, go
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If I gotta pull the K, they sayin'
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And if I let it go, they like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When Killer hit the stage, they say
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And after the show, they goin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Outro]
Put your Gs in the air for Grind Time Official
Purple Ribbon in the sky (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
David Banner
Killer Mike
History
Y-y-y-y-yeah (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, oh, oh
