Get That Money lyrics

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

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

[Verse]
b*tchies did somеthing, I got to block hot like the summer
Block had you paintng picturеs, boy you n*ggas ain't know me
SOD, money gang, yo, they know how I'm coming yea
Go get the Glock, n*gga (mm), we going up hundred
Put me in the trail, pus*y n*gga, you know what I'm doing
Know my chain and my reign and my watch, it cost a whole hundred
pus*y n*ggas kept it on that neck, these n*ggas ain't knowing
Rose gold, two-tone white, green slime paint, it look like bubbles

[Verse]
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 b*tch, 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
b*tch, I push up in the building, yeah, 250 thousand
For that brand new thin', done that trap, my money piling
Trapper of the century (trap)
[Chorus]
Trego crazy, Trego stupid, Trego f*cking dumb yea
Get to that money, stacking on racks, n*gga, I'ma slump (slump)
Bad b*tch, shake her ass, drunk, yo, she tryna go dumb (dumb)
All I do is get that f*cking money, n*gga, you know where I'm from (from)
Get that f*cking money (yo), huh
I just took the P.J. out the f*cking country (country), huh
Laughing to the bank, made me sh*t so funny

[Verse]
2024 Ferrari Troll, she in the f*cking onions
Went on outside (jumping prr) the Glock on my, I'll be duckin', I ain't ducking smoke
pus*y n*gga, I ain't duckin' nothing
Boy, I'm tryna shoot my Glock (boom), shoot this sh*t in f*cking 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

#BRIDGE
Cappin' like you rich, but you broke (but you broke)
Boy, I got a chopper with a scope (with a scope), brrr
You n*gga pus*y f*ck, you n*ggas home (pus*y f*ck yea)
You cap and you lie, that's how that go (yo)

[Outro]
I pull up to the club, in a motherf*ckin' 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