Getting That Money

[Intro]

That boy Cassius

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin’ it, I just be gettin' that money

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin’ it, I just be gettin' that money

I just get money, these hoes ain't nothin'

Triple S Balenciagas, I'm stuntin'

I'm makin' ’em sick, they wanna vomit

Walk in the strip club, throw up the money

Bad bitch with a fat ass and no stomach

Cash rules everything, bitch, and I’m thumbin'

I fucked that bitch, it didn’t cost me nothin'

I lean like a coffin, my syrup is muddy

I wake up and go get that money

Tryna fuck a freaky lil' bitch and her buddy

Fresh from the trap with them racks like I'm bunking

Can’t stand next to me if you ain't gettin' money

[Verse 1: Tokyo Vanity]

You know I get it, my niggas came with it

I stack it, they flip it, so white, call it picket

Bustin' them heads, call it doing the dishes

Keep your nigga hooked on the line like I'm fishing

I'm not no wife, won't be up in your kitchen

No we do not tell a bitch, he just be tricking

And I won't fuck on your nigga, I'm stacking my figures

And getting these riches just pimping

I'm in this bitch with BLO, I can't do shit for the low, bitch, what's the score?

Hop out the Sprinter then I buy the store

Got my slimes with me, they always on go

Screamin' out slatt, black water hoes

My bae from the Boo, got 'em throwin' up fours

Thick fine lil' bitch and I always got chose

Come through so fresh when I drip in my clothes

All y'all bitches know I'm hot, hot

Cut a nigga off like a croptop

Cookin' on the beat like a crockpot

My partner fuck your girl, she a thot thot

Gang in this bitch throwin' shots shots

You ain't got no money, you a have not

Has been, past tense

When it come to stunting, you can't win, bitch

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' that money

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' that money

I just get money, these hoes ain't nothin'

Triple S Balenciagas, I'm stuntin'

I'm makin' 'em sick, they wanna vomit

Walk in the strip club, throw up the money

Bad bitch with a fat ass and no stomach

Cash rules everything, bitch, and I'm thumbin'

I fucked that bitch, it didn't cost me nothin'

I lean like a coffin, my syrup is muddy

I wake up and go get that money

Tryna fuck a freaky lil' bitch and her buddy

Fresh from the trap with them racks like I'm bunking

Can't stand next to me if you ain't gettin' money

[Verse 2: Latto]

Ayy, I just woke up in a YSL thong

She do what she can, I do what I want

He make a play, then he coming right home

Fuck around and take his soul in the Ghost

I'm havin' this shit so I'm doin' the most

I fuck with some Bloods, I fuck with some Locs

This pussy a drug, I give him a dose

These bitches be hatin', I'm keepin' it close

Bitch, I move like the president

Yeah, he eat it with ettiqute

I'm killin' these hoes, leave no evidence

Bitch, you wan' beef with me just to stay relevant

It's evident I'm that nigga medicine, who do it better than me?

Latto a money machine

These old white men wanna fuckin' invest in me

Sheneneh made ten bands, ain't nothin'

Add another bitch in the mix for fun

Draw down on her and she better not run

No competition 'cause I already won

Bitch, you doin' shit that I already done

Tryna catch a tan so I'm layin' in the sun

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' it

I just be gettin' that money

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' that money

I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' it, I just be gettin' that money

I just get money, these hoes ain't nothin'

Triple S Balenciagas, I'm stuntin'

I'm makin' 'em sick, they wanna vomit

Walk in the strip club, throw up the money

Bad bitch with a fat ass and no stomach

Cash rules everything, bitch, and I'm thumbin'

I fucked that bitch, it didn't cost me nothin'

I lean like a coffin, my syrup is muddy

I wake up and go get that money

Tryna fuck a freaky lil' bitch and her buddy

Fresh from the trap with them racks like I'm bunking

Can't stand next to me if you ain't gettin' money