"We Gettin Money" lyrics
French Montana & Max B Lyrics
[French Montana:]
Inside my radius
Bare ones where pain grows
Kevlar stitched under Gucci like raincoats
Life sentences, automatic when nothing
Trigger men stand solid, everything I represent
Riding dirty in them V's, twisted off, inten— oh
Yeah
I just wanna show you how, my way
Step bros, we're the team (Coke Boys, Coke Boys)
That thing is (Thing)
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
[Max B:]
My adventures
Up and down, he check my credentials
They speakin' behind my back, they questionin' the friendship
The three-piece suit that's double-breasted with suspenders
Back when I was a boy, I was arrested in the trenches
I fought my way through the prison and such corrupt systems
There's nothin' you can teach us, there's nothin' that's missin'
Uh, get a couple hundred G's on the hand, that's glistenin'
Can't stand them niggas, goddamn, them niggas, uh
Ridin' in the 'Lac, dippin' in the Rolls
I was a pimp back then and kept them bitches on they toes
If you fuck with Cosmo, you get to leave with your bros
It's a shame on you niggas, I get the bitches to get explode
We gettin' money
[French Montana:]
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
All 'em watchin', every nigga watch me closely (Closely)
My shit is butter for the bread, they wanna toast me (Toast me)
Hit after hit, got an infinity pact (Infinity pact)
Our boy came home, I done got my energy back (Ah)
Send a hit, drop bag, watch it play out (Watch it play out)
Hit the beach and lay out (Beach and lay out)
Go to court, tell the judge it's AI (Judge it's AI)
You see the layout? (See the layout?)
Dream team, I pop the Percs, thought I'm tweakin' (Thought I'm tweakin')
I'm seein' things, real busy (Real busy)
I dream filthy, mix the Oxys with the whiskey (With the whiskey)
Feelin' tipsy, ask the devil, did he miss me? (Did he miss me? Woo)
Real busy, real twizzy (Real twizzy)
Fuck accounts, you ain't top of the mountain, it get real dizzy (It get real dizzy)
And tell the chat, "I ain't chat, I'm Scat Packers" (Baow, baow, baow)
I'm 'bout to spin the block, heard my opps is back slackin' (Black slackin', ah-ah)
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
[Max B:]
Ridin' in the 'Lac, dippin' in the Rolls
I was a pimp back then and kept them bitches on they toes
If you fuck with Cosmo, you get to leave with your bros
It's a shame on you niggas, I get the bitches to get explode
We gettin' money
Coke Boys
Riding dirty in them V's, twisted off, inten— oh
Inside my ra—
Inside my radius
Bare ones where pain grows
Kevlar stitched under Gucci like raincoats
Life sentences, automatic when nothing
Trigger men stand solid, everything I represent
Riding dirty in them V's, twisted off, inten— oh
Yeah
I just wanna show you how, my way
Step bros, we're the team (Coke Boys, Coke Boys)
That thing is (Thing)
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
[Max B:]
My adventures
Up and down, he check my credentials
They speakin' behind my back, they questionin' the friendship
The three-piece suit that's double-breasted with suspenders
Back when I was a boy, I was arrested in the trenches
I fought my way through the prison and such corrupt systems
There's nothin' you can teach us, there's nothin' that's missin'
Uh, get a couple hundred G's on the hand, that's glistenin'
Can't stand them niggas, goddamn, them niggas, uh
Ridin' in the 'Lac, dippin' in the Rolls
I was a pimp back then and kept them bitches on they toes
If you fuck with Cosmo, you get to leave with your bros
It's a shame on you niggas, I get the bitches to get explode
We gettin' money
[French Montana:]
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
All 'em watchin', every nigga watch me closely (Closely)
My shit is butter for the bread, they wanna toast me (Toast me)
Hit after hit, got an infinity pact (Infinity pact)
Our boy came home, I done got my energy back (Ah)
Send a hit, drop bag, watch it play out (Watch it play out)
Hit the beach and lay out (Beach and lay out)
Go to court, tell the judge it's AI (Judge it's AI)
You see the layout? (See the layout?)
Dream team, I pop the Percs, thought I'm tweakin' (Thought I'm tweakin')
I'm seein' things, real busy (Real busy)
I dream filthy, mix the Oxys with the whiskey (With the whiskey)
Feelin' tipsy, ask the devil, did he miss me? (Did he miss me? Woo)
Real busy, real twizzy (Real twizzy)
Fuck accounts, you ain't top of the mountain, it get real dizzy (It get real dizzy)
And tell the chat, "I ain't chat, I'm Scat Packers" (Baow, baow, baow)
I'm 'bout to spin the block, heard my opps is back slackin' (Black slackin', ah-ah)
Said the best things in life aren't free (Aren't free)
But you can give that to the birds and bees
I want money
Tell the competition, "Rest in pieces"
The boss, Dom Pérignon, and mac and cheese
I want money
[Max B:]
Ridin' in the 'Lac, dippin' in the Rolls
I was a pimp back then and kept them bitches on they toes
If you fuck with Cosmo, you get to leave with your bros
It's a shame on you niggas, I get the bitches to get explode
We gettin' money
Coke Boys
Riding dirty in them V's, twisted off, inten— oh
Inside my ra—
