Making the Money lyrics

[Intro]
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
(As we proceed)
Yeah, yeah
Talkin' 'bout hold it up, n*gga
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)

[Verse 1]
Pull up, shoot that 17 at your top, call me Jeremy Lin
It was times that I was broke and I thought I couldn't get fixed (Yeah)
Wasn't no coverage on our defense, n*ggas play, we send a blitz (Come here)
Send a b*tch, that sh*t for kids, you tryna milk me, I ain't no trick (b*tch)
Thuggin' at my granny house, they pull up, jump the fences (I'm gone)
Pull up, that blicky in my name, this sh*t gon' self-dеfense it
You know I'm a Rottweilеr in this gang, n*gga, I'm not tellin' sh*t (For real)
Simple-ass n*ggas thought she said celibate, she sellin' it (Fool)
We got 'bout twenty b*tches with us, this sh*t get hella lit
I'm finna go buy the Caresha game, then buy hella liquor (Liquor, ooh)
Ain't finna kill you 'bout that b*tch, boy, these n*ggas tender (They ass tender for real)
But if you play, n*gga, I'm gon' click until them boys forget you (Snap)
I keep that rod whenever you see me, you'd think I'm a fisher (Yeah)
That ass look nice inside this mirror, hold up, take a picture
I don't give a f*ck if you paid for this ride, I'ma still Lyft you (Come here)
She have a baby by The Biggest, I'm payin' for her titties
[Chorus]
I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, she lovin' me, she love me not (She love me not)
Her feelings don't pay my rent (Pay my rent)
Pull up, air a n*gga out (Grrah)
n*gga, sh*t I did, I'll never vent (Never vent)
Lightskin b*tch like Keyshia Cole, I say she heaven-sent (Heaven-sent)
n*ggas can't get me to go for sh*t, they know I never went (f*ck wrong with you?)
I guess I'll walk this road alone, I'm runnin' out of favors
She ain't got no job, say she work as a content creator (Uh)
Don't get run down with that Glock, let your mama cremate you (Uh-uh)
Head down, ass up, I'm finna penetrate her (Come here)
You know I'm the motherf*ckin' one (She know it)
She into makin' me c*m (She blow it)
She 'bout her funds, not fun (She know it)
Play the hook back, she say this her song, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)
I'm into makin' that money, yeah
Hustlin', I been up in the morning, yeah
Bills due, I gotta get something
Ball in your hand, just don't try to fumble (Just go)