GET MONEY! Songtext
von YSN Flow

How the f- is you not gettin′ money?
How the f- is you not gettin' money?
How the f- is you not gettin′? Haha
How the f- is you not gettin' money?
How the f- is you-

I'm off a Perc′, I want some lean
She wanted Gucci, I bought her Celine
I′m smokin' purp, I let the b- hit the blunt
Had her thinkin′ 'bout what she just seen
I feel like Diddy, my pockets on Puff
Have your b- call me daddy then flee from the scene
These n-, you get what I mean
Brand new- and it came with a beam


She wanna smoke, but don′t know how to roll it
I'm off a ten, better duck when I′m blowin'
Bro pulled up with a brand new chop
Ain't no serial number, I know that he stole it
I cut the nose off the AK, made me a Drake
Bought some more jewelry and made me a lake
I put a knife on the end of the Glock
I′ll stab me a n-, he eat off my plate, on God

These n- broke as a b-
Gotta ask his BM for his whip, he ain′t got no ride
These n- p- as shit, he just posin'
That shit on his ′Gram, he is not gon' slide
These n- sharin′ they guns with they brothers
And shout how you beefin' and got no fire
I really pay my big brother to whack me a n-
I don′t gotta tell no lies

These n- broke, I can see it
I took me a loss every season and they get defeated
I did a lot for my people and they try to play like I didn't
Gon' leave for no reason
I fell in love with the money
And never catch me chasin′ b-, but p- is pleasin′
I think my jewelry controllin' the weather
I put on my ice and start feelin′ anemic


How the f- is you not gettin' money? (How?)
How the f- is you not f-′ hoes? (How?)
How the f- did your gang get exposed? (How?)
How the f- you got choppers inside of them videos
But you outside with no pole? (Bah)
N- high, I'm postin′ up inside of they hood every day
F-' shoot up his home (bah)

I'm a devil, I don′t see what′s wrong (what's wrong)
30 shots in the Glock, this a Sloan (this a Sloan)
Shoot the switch, he might break a bone (break a bone)
Send the hollows, we trap ′til dawn (trap 'til dawn)
How the f- we strugglin′ to burp? (burp)
Mama stressin', my daddy want home (home)
Now look how we pulled up on the curb (curb)
Pops got a ′Vette and mama got a Rolls (Rolls)

How the f- is you not f-' hoes?
How the f- is you not f-' hoes?

Damn, this b-, she freaky as hell
She′s a addict and I made the b- sing like Adele
Beat up the p-, I′m talkin' like DB
Your nigga might see me and put me in jail
B-, I′m a demon, be ready to shoot up that Jesus
I'm already livin′ in Hell
Talk out his top and we ringin' his bell
Talk out his top and we ringin′ his-

I'm off a Perc', I want some lean
She wanted Gucci, I bought her Celine
I′m smokin′ purp, I let the b- hit the blunt
Had her thinkin' ′bout what she just seen
I feel like Diddy, my pockets on Puff
Have your b- call me daddy then flee from the scene
These n-, you get what I mean
Brand new- and it came with a beam