Ladies and gentlemen,
do not be alarmed,
we are professional shit -talkers baby.
This your boy Chingo Blingo,
we got the motherfucking man
AWACS in the building.
Look at Luciano and Big Gemini,
por favor, believe that.
Five pounds heavy in a light
brown Chevy
with the top way back
and my iced out Freddie charm.
Authentic Louis Vuitton
isn't new to me,
I probably spend more in the mirror
than you do jewelry.
Burn money like it don't mean much
and it don't but it's mine
so it won't be touched.
I can't post on the grind,
that's a gang injunction
Sick of chumps al ways making
lame assumptions
I'm reppin' the P, most definitely
Don't ever step on my toes,
don't ever step on my D Pogwaw din
ner with the sawed -off mental
And the dope -end rental
always closed behind
Chained so silly that the
lambs don't feel me
So they plottin' ways to kill me,
most of the time
Pittsburgh Cali,
I control it, it's mine
Nothin' accidental,
it was so designed
We get money, if you get money
And get your money and we'll get ours
But touch our money, it won't be funny
We can't lose money if
we work too hard
We're gettin' money
where the gangsters be
Got em waitin' on their pay up anxiously
Like, give it to us or we'll all go broke
Or we can call it a game,
or we can call it a joke
It's like
Yeah, that was me the messkin'
on the golf course
I'ma chase paper till I
get a charlie horse
All I wanna do is put some
money in my pocket
Mixtape monster, nothin' but the profit
Call me Lucky, Mr. Jacky O .B.
I don't do nothin' and the
fam don't eat
So take your ass down
to the nearest Best Buy
And buy my new album
called Ahead of My Time
Stayin' on the grind,
I'ma get it till I can
One thing for sure,
I'm feelin' I'ma bank
Ace time, baby, yeah,
the home of the screw
Well, they stay drank -eyed
and they ride candy blue
If y 'all in off,
candy red on the side
Braids in the fades with them
golds in her mind
Throw their say's, I'ma tip down slow
Have you ever seen
a young Rich Votto?
Cavalli on my face and my
shoes say Gucci
Pimpin' old gal,
bet her brother wanna shoot me
I'ma stay heated up with it all time
Keepin' me some big yellow
dia monds on blind
We get money, if you get money
Then get your money and we'll get ours
But catch our money, it won't be funny
We can't lose money, we work too hard
We gettin' money where the
gangsters be
Got em' waitin' on it, free
up anxiously
Give it to us or we all go broke
I'm what you callin' a game,
I'm what you callin' a joke
It's life
Yeah, see it's like this, homie
No conversatin',
spittin' bout no money
Money make my world go round
And if I ain't gettin' it,
then I'm plottin' to get it
To keep my world spinnin', get it?
Got it
Sendin' half the deposit,
then it's stashed in some
shoeboxes in my closet
Why I need a wallet?
It's why I got pockets
Knots like boulders
where my pants keep fallin',
watch out
He come, he come, gym boy loose,
better ring the sirens
Tell em Houston got a problem,
nah Dallas do too
Walk down the city,
yeah you got one too
We get money, they want money,
but they don't know how
So we call them dummies,
lames to the game,
ain't got no clue to it
I can show you how,
but I charge by the minute, come on
We get money, if you get money,
then get your money
And we'll get ours,
but catch our money,
it won't be funny
We can't lose money, we work too hard
We gettin' money where the gangstas be
Got em waitin' on it, we up anxiously
Like, give it to us or we'll all go broke
I put them call it a game,
I put them call it a joke
It's like...
We gettin' this money baby
And we recommend you
do it too
Cause it's a new millennium
Por favor, believe it
AWACS, Lucky Lu
Yeah I see you V12, let's get it
Doo -doo -doo!