OYABUN - COBAIN lyrics

Chorus: Get that money Get that power Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours Get that money Get that power Get that money Get that power Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours Get that money Get that power Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours Verse 1: Imma get that mula (That mula) Then see my j**eler (my j**eler) Then load my Ruger for any n***a that's Judas (oh no!) They be like how you do that? (How you do it?) You the king of the new pack (yeah, yeah) Making bands just to prove that I'm Tyson, greatest to do rap (Goddamn) You ain't getting ya boo back (nah, nah) She love my new Jag (skrt, skrt) She love my new pad, the luxuries, and the big racks yeah (big racks!) Hard to keep my pants up (keep my pants) Benjis weigh my jeans down (down, down) Betta get ya hoe now fore she f** around and stay down yeah Imma f** around and stay crowned yeah Im the king of the whole town yeah And my dawgs serve the pounds out yeah Tell the pigs better bow down yeah Pre Chorus: I keep my bills in a row Got that drank in my cup Got that green in my blunt Keep them hoes in my phone I got that Chorus: Get that money (that money) Get that power (that power) Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours (three hunnid hunnid) Get that money (that money) Get that power (that power) Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours (three hunnid hours hours) X2 Refrain: Yeah They don't wanna see you up They don't wanna see you up They don't wanna (Noooo) They don't wanna see you living They don't wanna see you live They don't want Verse 2: Surprised I'm living, on a mission, with ambition, ammunition loaded Went to hell, came on back, mama missed you, always told you I'd make it k**ed the devil, forgot to mention got my wings, on my way up In a phantom, all black, yankees fitted, black Tims yeah Chorus: Get that money (that money) Get that power (that power) Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours (three hunnid hunnid) Get that money Get that power Hit that gas Hit that sh** 300 hours Verse 3: Yeah Roll the Jane, raise the gain, imma let it bump (let it let it bump) Imma dawg, girl you too, then let's set it off (set it set it off) You the one, you the one, you the finest one (you the finest one) It ain't wrong, it ain't wrong, if you love my wrongs (if you love my wrongs) Hit this bong, yeah it's strong, know you needed that ( I know you needed that) Girl lets ride, girl lets ride, he don't need you back (he don't need you back) Not tonight, not tonight, yeah your here with me (yeah your here with me) You on fire, you on fire, to the 3rd degree (to the third degree) Yeah Outro: You on f**ing fire You on f**ing flame You so f**ing fine Went to hell, came on back, mama missed you, always told you I'd make it k**ed the devil, got my wings, on my way up In a phantom, all black, yankees fitted, black Tims yeah Get that money