"Get That Money" lyrics

Yo, yeah huh, ain't know what's going on
Yeah, you know what's going on (yeah)
Stay some day, money gang

Trego crazy, Trego stupid, Trego fucking dumb yea
Get to that money, stacking on racks, nigga, I'ma slump (slump)
Bad bitch, shake her ass, drunk, yo, she tryna go dumb (dumb)
All I do is get that fucking money, nigga, you know where I'm from (from)
Get that fucking money yea (fucking money)
I just took the jet out of the state, came out the country (yo)
For the weekend, nigga, I made a whole hundred (yeah)
Got her healthy, told her, go and get the bundle (yeah)

Bitchies did something, I got to block hot like the summer
Block had you paintng pictures, boy you niggas ain't know me
SOD, money gang, yo, they know how I'm coming yea
Go get the Glock, nigga (mm), we going up hundred
Put me in the trail, pussy nigga, you know what I'm doing
Know my chain and my reign and my watch, it cost a whole hundred
Pussy niggas kept it on that neck, these niggas ain't knowing
Rose gold, two-tone white, green slime paint, it look like bubbles

Push up on that block, put that Glock in, make that chopper stutter
Come inside my trap, I got pounds, it ain't even nothing (yo)
You come inside me bitch, yeah, we got them switches (got them switches)
Fresh up out the trenches (trenches), go
Fresh up out the trenches, yo, we know how to spend they block
Bitch, I push up in the building, yeah, 250,000
For that brand new thin', done that trap, my money piling
Trapper of the century (trap)

Trego crazy, Trego stupid, Trego fucking dumb yea
Get to that money, stacking on racks, nigga, I'ma slump (slump)
Bad bitch, shake her ass, drunk, yo, she tryna go dumb (dumb)
All I do is get that fucking money, nigga, you know where I'm from (from)
Get that fucking money (yo), huh
I just took the P.J. out the fucking country (country), huh
Laughing to the bank, made me shit so funny

2024 Ferrari Troll, she in the fucking onions
Went on outside (jumping prr) the glock on my, I'll be duckin', I ain't ducking smoke
Pussy nigga, I ain't duckin' nothing
Boy, I'm tryna shoot my glock (boom), shoot this shit in fucking public
Right, they ain't gang, R.I.P., make that chopper stutter (stutter)
S.I.T. swerve through my drought, I just count a hundered

Cappin' like you rich, but you broke (but you broke)
Boy, I got a chopper with a scope (with a scope), brrr
You nigga pussy fuck, you niggas home (pussy fuck yea)
You cap and you lie, that's how that go (yo)

I pull up to the club, in a motherfuckin' ghost (yo)
I got all these wheels, but the Lambo, I drive the most (yo)
I got a new up, huh let's just take a toast
Spray a big block (brrr), turn them to a ghost
Look at 2024, I ain't spend a nutty trove (huh)
House full of gumbo, ok hundred k' a show (yo)
Everybody know big Trego CEO (yo)
I just took the jet, I just flexing through the most