DaBaby

"Get The Money*"

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Let's go

[Chorus]
My uncle taught a n*gga how to hustle (Let's go)
My mother taught me how to use a rubber (Okay)
I was six year old, tryna sell a n*gga candy
All I knew was how to get the money (Let's go)
I done broke a lot of records, in the year now
Grammy nominated n*gga, b*tches lit now
I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'git
I still open fire on a n*gga, make him get down (Get down, get down)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, b*tch, who you seen a n*gga do it like Baby? (Uh, uh)
Big chain, I'm solo in this b*tch
Glock .45, AP and four braces (Let's go)
I done spent three million on the crib (Three mills)
And now a n*gga beat out a stint for a baby (No cap)
Prolly never met a n*gga like me
Really 'bout whatever, f*ck everybody like the base, the bop
You might have a point but I ain't finna argue with you
Won't go back and forth, I'll beat the shot
I'm in the studio, I got my daughter with me
In a Fendi dress, she rockin' diamonds, I'm giant
Light show, n*gga (Let's go), hit me up, I got my ice on n*gga
I be signin' million dollar deals with my fingertips on Eastside
But f*ck it, I don't phone n*ggas
I'm that n*gga that I'm talkin' 'bout (Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus]
My uncle taught a n*gga how to hustle (Let's go)
My mother taught me how to use a rubber (Okay)
I was six year old, tryna sell a n*gga candy
All I knew was how to get the money (Let's go)
I done broke a lot of records, in the year now
Grammy nominated n*gga, b*tches lit now
I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'git
I still open fire on a n*gga, make him get down (Get down, get down)
My uncle taught a n*gga how to hustle (Let's go)
My mother taught me how to use a rubber (Okay)
I was six year old, tryna sell a n*gga candy
All I knew was how to get the money (Let's go)
I done broke a lot of records, in the year now
Grammy nominated n*gga, b*tches lit now (Turn me up ho)
I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'git (Turn me up)
I still open fire on a n*gga, make him get down (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Four years for the New Year (2020)
Twenty on the Louis, twenty thousand for a jet I never board
Everybody in the county, treat a n*gga like the truth (Giant)
I drip down, everytime a n*gga move
Like God, YSL, see a pus*y, seat two
The media believin' 'em, they wanna see me go back
Rich n*gga can't rob a broke n*gga, and you know that
Locked a n*gga up in Southern Florida like he Kodak
Put a million dollars in my motherf*ckin' toe bag
They think I like to fight until a n*gga get a toe tag (Boom)
Hang his jersey up and shoot his throwback (Let's go)
Police, ain't know me, they don't wanna see me go
Pretty ass smile like my motherf*ckin' mother
All these n*ggas know is hustle, I'm a million dollar n*gga
Got to stay up out of trouble, I'm the realest n*gga in it
Let me talk about it (Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus]
My uncle taught a n*gga how to hustle (Let's go)
My mother taught me how to use a rubber (Okay)
I was six year old, tryna sell a n*gga candy
All I knew was how to get the money (Let's go)
I done broke a lot of records, in the year now
Grammy nominated n*gga, b*tches lit now
I was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'git
I still open fire on a n*gga, make him get down (Get down, get down)

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