G.S.B. (Gettin' Sum Bread)

Gettin', gettin', gettin', gettin', gettin', gettin I was gettin' some head Unh, Liyah Mani, yeah Gettin' some head Gettin', gettin' some head I was gettin' some head Gettin', gettin' some head I was gettin' some bread From a nigga with bread Got wine and dine, he popped racks Then I left him on red Call me his Nutella, love the way these chocolates spread Thought he had one up on me, but I'm always five steps ahead Ain't no cuffin I just want the bands instead Put that money in my hand, then I'm gone like I fled He was trickin' on the dime, now he sick in the head Should've known I'm the type to leave him ghost in the bed Like Teanna-not Trump I'm the one from the bayou Got em fiendin' for a taste Got em spun like a spiral Bend it over, make it clap, Got em stuck in the daze But I ain't stayin' for no love, I just came for the pay If he talkin' real big, bet his pockets gon' match If it ain't bout a bag, then I'm doin' the dash Ain't no free ride, baby, better come with a check He call me spoiled, nah, nigga, I just know I'm the best He like, "Where you goin'?"-to the munyun, I said! (To the money!) Ain't no layin' up, boy, I'm outchea chasin' dis bread (Facts!) If you throw a couple bands, might pop it back instead (Throw it!) But don't get it twisted, I ain't pressed for no man! (Never!) I ain't his girl, I'm just playin' my role (Duh!) Make him spend it, then I'm out, adios! (Bye!) He wanna cuff, told him, "Boy, that's a no" (Nah!) Love don't pay me, but that bankroll do, though! (I like dat) Been workin' since 16, ain't no luck in my grind Bought my own first cell, so don't play on my line Bought four cars off the lot, ain't need a cosigner Upgrade every year, next up? Straight designer I make it happen, always flexin', never behind her Check the blueprint, baby, the one they tryna come find her I'm on my grind, ain't no time for distractions Got a plan, every move's a chain reaction Miss, make it happen, I don't sit, bae get active Every step I take it's money I'm stackin' I do good by people, ain't no need for no stress If we got a problem, then it's you, cause, bitch, I stay blessed "Where you think I'm goin'?" I'm ouchea gettin' mine Ain't no love in this game, boy, I'm focused on my grind Throw them bands my way, might turn your nose to my rose But don't get it twisted, I ain't stuck on no hoes! I'm a boss, no cap, I stay runnin' the race Money talks, baby, so I'm always up in first place I don't need no validation, I'm just tryna elevate Get in my lane, or I'll leave your ass in my wake! Uh, uh, yeah, I was gettin' some bread Liyah Mani, I stay gettin' ahead Uh, run it back, you heard what I said? Rewind it Roger dat? (Copy dat) I was gettin' some, gettin', gettin' some I was gettin' some, gettin', gettin' some I was gettin' some, uh I'm a gettin' money-ass bitch, duh, the f*ck