Go, get your money, get your money
Get your money, go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go-
I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
Run up hella bands, every woman want something from me
I swear, I can't trust these bitches, everybody actin' funny
Go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go
I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
I got my paper, oh-h-h-h, I got my paper, oh-h-h-h
I got my paper, oh, but this money not enough
I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
I got my paper, oh-h-h-h, I got my paper, oh-h-h-h
I got my paper, oh, but this money not enough
Foot, on the gas with a pistol in my right hand
Ho, in the back tryna fuck me for one-night stand
I-I-I just made a stack, you wish that you could have one band
I just hit a bank, they said they don't hold that much cash
Go, get your money, get your money
Get your money, go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go-o-o-o-
I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
I got my paper, oh-h-h-h, I got my paper, oh-h-h-h
I got my paper, oh, but this money not enough
