where the money

mama said god'll give you anything you pray for

when i was small i prayed to god for a bankroll

mama said god'll give you anything you pray for

when i was small i prayed to god for a bankroll

all i ever wanted was a bankroll

a bankroll

murk your ass

shoot the lawyer

100k

case closed

all i ever wanted was some moolah

come to my block

they selling dope and hoes prostituting

you ain't never ran no trap

who you think you fooling?

my young niggas

they ruthless

they just like me

keep toolies

got it out the trizzap

your bitch she on my dizzick

we on that smoke a nigga

fuck his bitch

get money shizzit

i can't rap it if i didn't live it

pussy nigga tryna get me off my pivot

what you shootin' at? a hundred million

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

i just want the money

that what we came for

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

we just want the money

that what we came for

we just want the money

that what we came for

i just want the money

that what we came for

ride 'round with that draco on my waist

straight to the money

i got 99 problems so i ride 'round with that hundred

yeah i graduated

what make you think i'm a dummy?

i turned nothing into something

my prepaid be jumping

cook a porsche up out that bowl

pockets getting swole

i got snow but it ain't cold

got a check up out the stove

used to share the same shoes

had to take out the whole sole

now it's maison margiela's

these designer 'round my toes

lay it down

give it up

my shooters stink you up

don't corroborate

no hesitation

we shoot you up

we coming for that money

just give up that paper

serve his ass ten

double back and take it later

when i move

don't make a sound

put your face up on the ground

came for your cash nigga

put it in the bag nigga

i ain't come to do no talkin'

load it up or i'm offin'

yellow tape

white chalk 'em

put your bitch ass in a coffin

got your money

i'm gone

back on the block

servin' pounds

trap money

i got strong

yeah you know i'm on

all i ever wanted was a bankroll

mama always told me don't trust these hoes

in god i trust

for this money i'm a bust

lay a nigga down

stick 'em up

bullet hit your ass

lift 'em up

that's how i was brought up

in the hood

in the cut

no food on our plate

no money you need us

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

i just want the money

that what we came for

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

we just want the money

that what we came for

we just want the money

that what we came for

i just want the money

that what we came for

i just want the money

keep the pistol by my stomach

her bankroll didn't stay fresh

i guess i'm paying homage

now i'm not talkin' hair but i sell 'em by the bundle

they say that money talk

well it sound like yours mumble

you know what i came for

i'm beefing with my car

man i went and got the brains blowed

i just left the jeweler

man i went and got my chain froze

tryna leave the streets alone but damn bino can't though

repping while i'm rapping

now she ride me like a texan

never took her out to eat

she ate me up like zaxby's

get across the water

i got business in miami

trap awards up in my hood

come get yourself a grammy

i keep it fresh like mannie

from cal state to ave

i been getting money

i got some niggas out the south and the east jumping

from westwood to the mound

might not pumping

got big bags of the dope balled up like nuggets

i get it by the truckload

boxed up like huggies

hooked up with paper route

we 'bout to make it ugly

shouts out to daddy-o

it's a cold summer

we gon' make these bitches sweat

i put that on my mama

we just want this money bitch

that's what we came for

that's why i put these forgiato's on these foreign cars

in the club

pocket full of cash

no credit card

in the morning i'm dogging your bitch

late night i'm with the mob

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

i just want the money

that what we came for

lay it down

lay it down

you hoes lay it down

we just want the money

that what we came for

we just want the money

that what we came for

i just want the money

that what we came for

you know what we came for nigga

real nigga shit

if i want it i get it

if i want it i spend it

it's dolph!

j-money

what's poppin'?

bino

what up?

yo

what's poppin'?

fizzle

what's crackin'?

ay

ay! real nigga shit

paper route empire

uh huh!