Kenny Beats - Hunnid Stax lyrics

[Produced by Kenny Beats] [Intro: Ab-Soul] (Money is the anthem) People treat you real nice when you got fifty dollar drawers on (Get money, f** b**hes) I'm tryin' man (f** b**hes, get money, get money) [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Who gettin' that dough? Who gettin' that cake? Who gettin' that bread? Put a ticket on your head if you can't relate Who gettin' that fetti? Who gettin' that cheese? You know I gotta eat You know I gotta eat Who gettin' that paper? Who gettin' that guap? Who smokin' that top shelf? Who gettin' top off top? Ain't nothing more important than the mula Who gettin' them commas, makin' mommas do kama sutra Best act like you know I'm gettin' them checks I'm spendin' them checks THC through TSA on my back, don't get checked Who gettin' them Benjamins? Spendin' them with executives Business man, understand I'm on f**in' tour, you on the 10-6 I'm reelin' in, currency Won't pa** the weed but I'll pa** the b**h My stock risin', you co*k ridin' I'm splittin' clits where the money clip Who gettin' that money, money? Real mothaf**in' money, money That's all I do dawg, got cashed out Got f**ed up, then I pa**ed out [Hook: Mac Miller] Woke up early, kissed this bad b**h Rolled me up a blunt, then I took a piss Can't remember what I did last night I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life Money is the anthem Black girls in the bedroom, white girls in the bathroom f** what I did last night I'm just tryna spend a hunnid stax everyday of my life [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] Who gettin' that dough? Who gettin' that bread? Get money I pledge What you mean you broke? b**h, open them legs Now let a n***a beat I think I'm gonna skeet You know I love cheese You know I love cheese I'm high as a scraper I'm smokin' that guap Who leave guns on the top shelf? Who keep Glocks on Glocks? Ain't nothing more important than a hoover Who hoppin' out cars Unloadin' that pop-pop, YAWK-YAWK, move ya! Fig-Fig-Figueroa, gotta a .45 right here up in my coat You can have my ho but don't hit my dope I'm burnin' up like a parliament I'm 216, I'm suspendin' rent You a bad b**h, come f** me Yeah, you heard it right, I said f** me Put that on Crip, even ignorance is bliss I love foreign tits and her cli*oris Beat the p**y down like my nemesis Make the p**y drip like I slit her wrist, but Who gettin' that money, money? Real mothaf**in' money, money That's all I do dawg, got cashed out Bought a new b**h and a new house like [Hook: Mac Miller] [Outro] So before we go out, what's your address? [Outro 2: Puff Daddy] What? It ain't no more to it! Soulo eatin' now! Tell 'em Puff said so