YG - Gotta Get Doe lyrics

[Verse 1: YG] She say she like ballers, she say she like dick She say she like girls, that don't even make sense She say she like the balls, say sh** f**ing She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust em I'm tryna get some head though, b**h what it is? If you ain't with that, then it is what it is I'm tatted on my ribs, yeah I'm tatted on my neck You be throwing up the liquor I be throwing up the set I'm bout my money, I'm bout my cheese Still eating n***as D's, Big Macs with no cheese All you rap n***as tryina sound like me I hear you n***as talking but it don't sound like beef I'm so mayo, the real definition Yeah I hope you n***as ain't gotta pop the p**y That was 16, but I'm a keep going You ain't made enough yet b**h keep hooing You be deep throating why you actin innocent I ain't tryina be friend, I just want the benefits Why you worry bout, who hittin this? I'm in front of your house hidden in the whip You n***as getting chip, I'm playing chips You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich Give it up, give it up, slide like this Rolex and the chain might blind your b**h [Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough [Verse 2: TeeCee4800] Ah, better watch how you p**y n***as act The only time it's safe is when it's getting cracked Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like an athlete Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty Don't test me, this ain't college A b**h get flipped on, I call her knowledge Make the b**h run, make the b**h come I'm in a 2 seater, having a three some Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new They say I wear Hollywood, sh** is prolly true Ah, tree tops to the schools f**ing with the border rules Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets Got the jays at the dough If I ever gave the b**h money she got it off the floor [Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough [Verse 3: YG] Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed I'm a thug, I still read the bible Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap sh**, I'm tryina stay alive bro Yeah, hit me on the text Told her we together, f**ing told her she my ex Pocket full of benjes, so n***a I've been G Stop stealin my swag n***a, I'm stan G Riding in a Benz and you n***as don't offend me I don't give a f** if you was a 110 deep We can talk about money cause I got that Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back Ah, and I don't rob I stay fast When I get rich, I promise to stay blat The only thing I'm giving a stake back It's puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack [Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a n***a need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough