Get Money Ni**a - Gucci Mane/Meek Mill
I'm a money gettin ni**a
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude why the f**k you take a loan for
Better get the f**k out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here
All my niggas smoking scrome here
We don't talk reckless on the phone here
A lot of cliques don't get along here
Brick Squad my ni**a we rock our own gear
I'm on the kriss and on the long chair
I hope that you don't read me wrong
But if I go pull out that tongue dear
I bet that you don't make it home
I'm in the choppers with my long Johns
And I've been trapping all day long
They call me back and so they on scron
Before it dry that sh*t be gone
I'm a money gettin ni**a
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude why the f**k you take a loan for
You'd better stay out by the Philly ni**a
You know you pussies don't belong here
Rose go on my bottle six
Half a mill on foreign whip
I'm in it well with a foreign b**ch
I'm on a bright strap and she on this dick
Just bow there you lame
You diamonds look strange
I'm grinding like Wayne when he on that skateboard I'm said
Ni**a you new girl's my open
My old b**ch - your new girl
Young low rich Philly ni**a them hoes tell me I'm toothed up
I don't need to f**k one on one
'Cause when I come I need two girls
That down to f**k like all night
Give them b**ches that hard pipe
Ridin with a hoe named Keyshia
And we smoking no Keyshia
Young ni**a friends like easter
Blood dripping on my sneackers
Straight drop I stick that
I celebrate I get back
That Molly look like a Tic-Tac
And I tell that hoe that I get that like oh
I'm a money gettin ni**a
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude why the f**k you take a loan for
Better get the f**k out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here
I drop a bag on your head ni**a
And then locate your a** like all star
I ain't had to buy sh*t ni**a
My ni**a Waka got his own car
You want my dick like you a b**ch ni**a
Won't you go and coach your own boys
And I don't wanna go back to jail ni**a
But you gonna make me catch one more charge
I can look and tell you fraid ni**a
But you keep on tryin to look hard
Your friends keep aksing what's the spell ni**a
That's your motherf**king home boys
I'm a money gettin ni**a
At least that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And aks him what he put me on for
I heard ya'll niggas ballin
Dude why the f**k you take a loan for
Better get the f**k out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here
