I’m Gettin’ Money lyrics

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God


[Hook: I’m Gibbster]
Little ‘ranga looking like a whore
Talking sh*t, I might just pull up at his door
Pull the Draco out, bang, leave him on the floor
Imma snap you right in half, call it Kit-Kat
Didn’t want this beef, so imma serve it like a Big Mac
Imma beat your face harder than you beat your di*k
Stupid ‘ranga you make me sick
Fell off your chair like your channel fell off
Call up Future tell him Mask-Off

[Verse 1 : Little Cody]
Little Cody coming at you ‘ranga
Favourite shows Blue’s Clues, now I’m f*cking you up, like Voodoo
Where’s your revenue
Every night spending quality time with those tissues

[Verse 2: JuJuJoel]
Joel spiting on the mic
If I see stupid ‘ranga I’m gonna beat him on site
Honky trynna come at me
But I will burn him like a Christmas tree

[Pre-Chorus: I’m Gibbster]
I’m Gettin’ Money, your vids aint funny
You beat your meat, I’m boutta skeet
Gucci on my hips, you suckin’ di*k
You make me sick.

[Chorus: I’m Gibbster]
Little ‘ranga looking like a whore
Talking sh*t, I might just pull up at his door
Pull the Draco out, bang, leave him on the floor
Imma snap you right in half, call it Kit-Kat
Didn’t want this beef, so imma serve it like a Big Mac
Imma beat your face harder than you beat your di*k
Stupid ‘ranga you make me sick
Fell off your chair like your channel fell off
Call up Future tell him Mask-Off

[Verse 1 : Little Cody]
Little Cody coming at you ‘ranga
Favourite shows Blues Clues, now I’m f*cking you up, like Voodoo
Where’s your revenue
Every night spending quality time with those tissues

[Pre-Chorus: I’m Gibbster]
I’m Gettin’ Money, your vids aint funny
You beat your meat, I’m boutta skeet
Gucci on my hips, you suckin’ di*k
You make me sick.

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