"Make Alotta Money" lyrics

Yeah, nigga, ayy

Yeah, ayy (Gang, gang)
Young nigga make a lot of money (Yeah, you know we make a lot of money over here, you know)
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Keep a pretty bitch in case shit get ugly
Yeah, nigga, gang, ayy (Yeah)
I know all my niggas ridin' for me, yeah (Everyone around here ridin' for me, on God)
Ayy, nigga, no cap, yeah
Bags in, brodie trap jumpin' (Yeah)

Watch me turn nothin' to somethin'
Open up my pocket and I stuffed it
Can't have one ho, I need a couple (Need a couple)
Got a fifty ball in this duffle (Yeah)
When my niggas ran into some trouble, they hop get to... (Yeah)
Baby, I ain't come to cuddle
I got a bag, made another, then bought a chain for my brother
I'm tryna fuck, why you think I got your number? (Ugh)
I'ma grind the whole winter, then I'ma pop shit the whole summer
All this dog shit, I need a plumber (Dog shit)
Heard you went broke, that's a bummer, lil' nigga get your money up
Bad bitch got her tummy tucked (Ooh)
Hundred thou' on my kit, fifty bands, that ain't nothin' to us (Ain't nothin' to us)
That bitch easy, she wasn't nothin' to bust (She wasn't nothin' to bust)
She tryna argue... I don't wanna fuss (Bitch)
All I wanna do is just run it up, I need all my niggas like a hundred up
Them niggas used to dap me, now they stop to say I'm comin' up
All my pockets stuffed, I got plenty bucks (Nigga, yeah)
Niggas hatin', shit, I couldn't give a fuck (On God)
When I'm tryna fuck, only time that I hit her up (Yeah, yeah)
I ran my digits up, bad bitch but it ain't big enough (On God, nigga)

Yeah, ayy
Young nigga make a lot of money (Yeah, ayy)
Ayy, ayy (You know we make a lot of money over here, nigga)
Keep a pretty bitch in case shit get ugly (Yeah, ayy)
Yeah, nigga, no cap, gang, yeah (You know I always keep a pretty bitch, nigga)
All the bad bitches say they love me (All the bad bitches love me)
Yeah, nigga, (Gang) gang (Yeah)
All the bad bitches wanna fuck me

Brought his ho 'round the gang, got his bitch hit
VVS' on me, got my wrist lit
Brodie keep a stick, I wouldn't risk it
She don't need no BBL, she some thick shit (Ugh)
I just made a check on some quick shit
Grind forever, I can't quit, bitch (On God)

Yeah, ayy, skii (Yeah)
Young nigga make a lot of money (Yeah, I make a lot of money)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy (Ayy)
Keep a pretty bitch in case shit get ugly (In case this shit get ugly)
Yeah, nigga, gang, ayy, ayy (Yeah)
I know all my niggas ridin' for me, yeah (Yeah, I know they ridin' for me)
Ayy, nigga, no cap (On God, bitch)
Bags in, brodie trap jumpin' (Got my nigga's trap jumpin')

Bags in, brodie trap jumpin'
Ayy
Young nigga make a lot of money
Yeah, ayy, yeah
All the bad bitches say they love me, yeah
Gang, ayy
All the bad bitches wanna fuck me (Skii)