Getn to Da Money (feat. 9hunnit Racko)

I be getn to da money Getn to da money Getn to da money I be duckin dodgin feds Duckin dodgin feds Duckin dodgin feds I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm it down this money gettin to my head I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm down this money gettin to my head Stay away from me wit that fake shit When you see me don't say shit We use to be homies But now you a phony Find you somebody to play wit How you niggas be switchin I don't understand Show me respect beause I am the man I am the same wherever I stand I can back up everything that I'm saying Keep stackin that bread that's part of my plan And I'ma keep hustlin as hard as I can Don't come at me wit nun less than a band Cause I would run off in Yo house Put the big 40 all up in yo mouth Spill blood all over yo couch So don't even ask me what this is about I would do anything when inna drought So stop actin like you tough knowin yo ass you scared Don't let this music fool ya I'll leave yo ass dead So lay down on da ground I just want da bread But if try some slick shit to yo head I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm down this money gettin to my head I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm down this money gettin to my head It's Racko One thang I'ma do keep my foot on they motha fuckin neck I'ma get to the motha fuckin money without breakin a motha fuckin sweat I be all in da trap wit it duckin and dodgin da motha fuckin feds If a nigga think Racko a lick hit his ass wit some motha fuckin led I run it up on these bitches I'ma keep on stackin til they throw the flag in I was broker than a bitch down on my dick yeah that was back then Now I'm trapn like a motha fucka I got plenty junkies bringn that cash in Yeah my pockets full of Jacksons Done made a hunnit up in traffick Aye One thang about me Ian fucked up bout no cash cause lit bitch I got plenty So much bread in my mfn pocket a young nigga name should be jiffy And Ian worried bout shit they know a young nigga strapped up wit that glizzy And I'ma keep getn to this motha fuckin money until Ian got nothin left in me I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm down this money gettin to my head I be gettin to money I be stackin up that bread Niggas actin like they tough niggas knowin dat they scared I be really hittin licks I be duckin dodgin feds Say I need to calm down this money gettin to my head