Lil Yachty - Get Money Bros. lyrics

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Lil Yachty - Get Money Bros. lyrics

{Intro} 30, you a fool for this Lil Boat Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah {Verse 1 – Lil Yatch} Burn his a-s out like a sk**et All that sh-t talking online gone and k** it Throw them legs up and I promise I’ll drill it Whip wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it Check wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it Bought bro a Rolly ’cause my brother gifted That pu-sy pretty but I still gotta sniff it Whole team got chains on, I call that certificate Where your money lil’ ni-ga? Wearing 10 chains don’t make your diamonds bigger Look at my ring, that’s a 80 Fu-k a Vlive when I’m ball wit’ Lil Baby Born in ’97 my bi-ch from the 80s She drive a young ni-ga crazy {Verse 2 – Tee Grizzley} I’m from Detroit between Evergreen and Southfield Road Money long as six mile, fu-k ni-ga, but you know I’m so Joy Road Sh-t I seen in my hood made me the type to sneak into awards with my pole 300 million, I got that in cash, 400K, got that in gold Crib came with a sauna Beam came on the Mac 200 miles a hour, this a Hellcat not a Scat We ain’t cosigning no rats, talking to the cops the only time these ni–as state facts Leave a ni-ga brains in his lap, he was driving chopper, put him in the back {Chorus – Lil Yatchy} We the young ni–as getting money, yeah Everybody ’round us getting money, yeah Ni–as in the back, they gunning, yeah VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah A bi-ch ni-ga mad, well, so? We the fu-king get money bros {Verse 3 – Lil Yatchy} Gotta get guap gotta get it Used to ride ’round bagging hoes in a Civic Now I pick and choose I’m so specific Shawty slurp nut like a Blueberry Mistic Watch where you stepping Bang what you bang, ni-ga, rep what you repping Don’t you dare ever doubt me with yo’ left hand Respect my pimping, I’m ball like I’m Pippen {Verse 4 – Tee Grizzley} My Uber acting so junky right now, come pick yo’ bi-ch up You pull up on tip, I’ma headshot you, then gotta pick yo’ sh-t up My diamonds so white, I was whipping the dope, almost got it mixed up I shaved off my firing pin, it was one shot, now it got the hiccups {Chrous – Lil Yatchy} We the young ni–as getting money, yeah Everybody ’round us getting money, yeah Ni–as in the back, they gunning, yeah VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah A bi-ch ni-ga mad, well, so? We the fu-king get money bros