BAP90:(Tryna Get Tha Money) (feat. 63Huncho)

Marq, you made this melody? Nah, nah, I f*ck with this, me and 63 finna come different with this one, tryna get the yeah, tryna get the money, yeah, tryna get the money, yeah Tryna get the money, tryna get the money Slidin' on the track when I step behind the mic Shorty hit me up and she been tryna get the pipe Way them niggas talkin', we gon see it on sight I'ma take it to the streets, see who's wrong and who's right Baby you know, the way this gonna go You're gonna say you miss me and I'ma say I know Clickin' through my options like I'm tryna watch a show And I'm keepin' all my options cause I'm tryna find the gold Take her to the crib and she never wanna leave I keep it locked away, no emotions on my sleeve Coverin' up her face like she tryna block a sneeze It's gonna be alright, baby, you just need to breathe Uh, hey, I'm smokin' out the bong and it's dirty And I'm pullin' up my music, I hit play, And I'm swervin' in a mothafuckin' FJ She touchin' up my arm, gettin' flirty Okay, I take it back Back to the stu, man, I'm ventin' when I rap Feelin' like Madden, bitch, I'm callin' all the plays And this Chef on the beat, I could ride this shit for days On God, tryna get the money, yeah, tryna get the honeys Tryna get the m-m-money, tryna get the h-h-honey, yeah Tryna get the money, hmm, tryna get the honeys, yeah Niggas want me dead for a hunnid, yeah, okay, let's go Lookin at my window pane as I fye the ganja up Lil f*ck nigga just complain no you is not one of us Get it standin in the rain I emerged out the dust I can't even call em a mane cuz these niggas movin sus Never settle same thing you can't f*ck with us Shawty wanna be my main thang I see wassup wit her Nigga you know that you a dang lame f*ck you mugging for Better stay off in yo dang lane I might buss at ya Betta stay off in yo dang lane, why you acting tough? I just made your bitch smile now she wanna give it up Yeah she buss it down for me in the back of a Accura She say she don't f*ck with you, you make her uncomfortable Yeah, yeah, tryna get the money, yeah, tryna get the money Yeah, tryna get the honeys, hmm, tryna get the honeys Tryna get the honey, stingin' like a bee My niggas fightin' for the hunnids Ride me to this beat, baby, feel me in your stomach If you wanna f*ck with me, grab a seat and get to gunnin' Baby said she go both ways, crisscross Paintin' her picture in my mind, Bob Ross Boppin' her head, cause she fuckin' with my song They overlook, our come up, middle finger they're lost Oh, baby, hittin' my phone all day Baby said she startin' to feel real strange lately Got the guys in the field makin' plays Baby, okay, bitch, been like a bay bladey Tryna get the money, cause they made me Yeah, yeah, cause they made me Tryna get the money, cause they made me Yeah, yeah