YB - Get Money lyrics

[Intro] Big meech talking We don't fall out over no girls We hit em all They hit my hoes i hit they hoes The ones that dont wanna be shared Thats yo own personal one Other than that We ain't fallin out over no hoes But we got all types of n***as around here [Chorus 1] I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope Skrr skrr skrr n***a Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Bird calls Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Trap my n***a I demand you n***as to get money Count up a check I demand you n***as to stack hunnids You know i got it I demand you n***as to get money Get that paper I demand you n***as to stack hunnids Talking bags Money and women won't break us n***a Where you from what you claim what's ya city Atl f** n***a Why do good girls love black mob n***as We make money it don't make us n***a [Verse 1] I got dope on yo block wa**up chea I got dope on yo block wa**up chea I came so far from the bottom I'm talkin under the dirt Us against the world My goons will put you on a shirt Robbin migos on midway b**h that was us Shootin up yo mama house f**in all yo sisters b**h that was us f**ed yo girlfriend And yo baby mama b**h that's still us Started in east atlanta Started in zone 6 Started in decatur Lithonia and stone mountain I done seen this mobb sh** In other states sellin dope If you with the mobb grab a plate And if you ain't you on a plate Can't fall out over hoes They just like what they see I f** wit real trap n***as Who do the math in they sleep If you can't tell me trap numbers Than i refuse to believe Shout out to the girls that held it down You the real mvp [Chorus 2] I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope Skrr skrr skrr n***a Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Bird calls Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Trap my n***a I demand you n***as to get money Count up a check I demand you n***as to stack hunnids You know i got it I demand you n***as to get money Get that paper I demand you n***as to stack hunnids Talking bags Money and women won't break us n***a Where you from what you claim what's ya city Atl f** n***a Why do good girls love black mob n***as We make money it don't make us n***a [Verse 2] Shoot out boys f** wit big guns No hand guns bro Ima tax you when i get it But i bought it for the low My lil cousins took it sh** they playin with them pounds If you prove you wit the mob I salute yo a** right now We got it out the mud Free big snoop he in prison 15 years my big homie Went to the peniteary Me and juan held it down Big juan thats my round Me and juan held it down Me and juan held it down [Chorus 3] I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope I got dope on yo block I got dope i got dope Skrr skrr skrr n***a Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Bird calls Count up a check Count up a check count up a check Trap my n***a I demand you n***as to get money Count up a check I demand you n***as to stack hunnids You know i got it I demand you n***as to get money Get that paper I demand you n***as to stack hunnids Talking bags Money and women won't break us n***a Where you from what you claim what's ya city Atl f** n***a Why do good girls love black mob n***as We make money it don't make us n***a