Hit-Boy - The Pay lyrics

[Intro: Hit-Boy] Who the plug? These n***as be askin' "who the plug?" HS87, n***a that's the plug [Hook: B Mac The Queen] b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face [Verse 1: B Mac The Queen] I will never know why b**hes fake And I will never know why n***as hate I'm ridin' through my town, you see that's B Mac on the plates Don't mistake me for a lame, you know that I cannot relate f** what you gotta say, I'm out here every day, pockets straight Not too late, I'ma count more cake, now souffle then I'm out your way Now let me show you how it's done, show you how it's done If you workin' month to month just to get enough then you know what's up Middle fingers up Fade that sh**! [Hook: B Mac The Queen] b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face [Verse 2: Lil Debbie] G's up, Oak Town, fire truck, hose down You dusty a** b**hes prolly come from Broke Town Struttin' out the bank, puffin' on dank I'm gettin' filthy rich so my attitude stank Pickin' up my best friend (Who?) Benjamin Frank I know dollars make sense, I ain't even have to think Forget about a hater, someone gotta do the job Light the gun with that potato, this the mothaf**in' mob This that Don Corleone, I better get my cheddar Mozzarella, Provolone, or send shots through your home Call my goons on the phone, speakin' in code No HTML, no pasta, just shells Everything for sale, got grams off that scale Got fans sendin' that mail, I ride the wave like a sail Can't you tell, ho? [Hook: B Mac The Queen] b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face b**h I'm here for the pay If you hatin', get the f** up out my face [Bridge: Lil Debbie] That ching-ching-ching-ching (Don't stop) That ching-ching-ching-ching (Don't stop) [Outro: Lil Debbie (B Mac The Queen)] (b**h I'm here for the pay) Bet you Hit-Boy like this, he be vouchin' for me While I count this money (b**h I'm here for the pay) Bet you Hit-Boy like this, he be vouchin' for me While I count this money Everything for sale Everything for sale Everything for sale Everything for sale