lirik lagu g.t. - what to do with my money?
[intro: g.t.]
sh~t on the floor, man
brrt
know when i do that, what time it is, though
gotta remind myself go hard, man, n~ggas can’t f~ck it up (yeah, c’mon)
what up, baby?
[verse 1: g.t.]
everybody tellin’ me what to do with my money
i’m blowin’ money fast, i be with lil meech dozen (what up, mimi?)
ask yourself what would you do for the money? (what would you do?)
stopped worryin’ ’bout myself, helped the crew get some money (all of ’em)
smoked a pound, poured a pint, now i look j~panese (j~panese)
flight to cali, me and crowns, that’s another hundred g’s
hit la, benji and baby money throwin’ up the c’s (crip)
can show you how that money grow on trees, rake the leavеs (ayy, ayy, ayy)
do the dash in the drop (skrrt, skrrt)
you know what it is, you don’t get no pass, you an opp
wе might start extortin’ n~ggas, make a n~gga pay to cop (for real)
lil’ n~ggas quick to tell, you know we don’t play with cops (12)
this watch came with a chopper, n~gga, with no stock (yeah)
left with a bag for a low number, n~gga gon’ save a lot
i’m drinkin’ on some tris today, n~ggas ran out of wock’
i’m rockin’ louis v today, tomorrow, i’ma do the ‘wop (no cap)
[chorus: g.t.]
my b~tch told me get a bag, f~ck these n~ggas (yeah)
i can’t stop grindin’ ’til i’m worth like eight figures (i can’t)
big bag, i could put on eight n~ggas (yeah)
you a fake n~gga, man, i can’t be gang with you
my b~tch told me get a bag, f~ck these n~ggas (yeah)
i can’t stop grindin’ ’til i’m worth like eight figures (up, up)
big bag, i could put on eight n~ggas (n~gga)
you a fake n~gga, man, i can’t be gang with you
[verse 2: baby money]
stop f~ckin’ with them small guys, bentley with the frog eyes
b~tch gon’ f~ck one of my n~ggas, b~tch, we all got it
and we don’t wear them type of jeans, they got small pockets
i need a n~gga right behind me if i fall backwards
these n~ggas is all cappin’, my n~ggas is all trappin’
and everybody got vv’s and we ain’t all rappin’
this demon only got one seat, i don’t need a passenger
come and k!ll a n~gga team, turn into a massacre
switches on my glock, fully on my chop, i like that
scope on the chopper, when i skype, you n~ggas skype back
put vv’s on her heart, when i hurt her, that’s her icepack
once we move the bag, you get a bag, f~ck a price tag
if you really love this b~tch, then why she in my mentions?
these n~ggas said they touchin’ dope, but never in the kitchen
gucci bucket hat on, i ain’t tryna see these n~ggas
plus the long gucci trenches, n~ggas think i’m goin’ fishin’, easy money
[chorus: g.t.]
my b~tch told me get a bag, f~ck these n~ggas (yeah)
i can’t stop grindin’ ’til i’m worth like eight figures (i can’t)
big bag, i could put on eight n~ggas (yeah)
you a fake n~gga, man, i can’t be gang with you
my b~tch told me get a bag, f~ck these n~ggas (yeah)
i can’t stop grindin’ ’til i’m worth like eight figures (up, up)
big bag, i could put on eight n~ggas (n~gga)
you a fake n~gga, man, i can’t be gang with you (gang, can’t be gang)
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