Alot of Money lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Stalin]
Still chasing paper, n*gga, I ain't mad at nobody
Leader of the mafia, [?]
b*tch n*ggas hating, we throw they ass a surprise party
Bad b*tch on the back of my harley, think it's Cardi
Early to the paper, while you n*ggas always tardy
Your b*tch think I'm the sh*t, like I walked in the room and farted
He be hustling hardly, that's why he can't stack nothing
I be stacking everything, n*gga, and I ain't never bluffing
She can f*ck a n*gga grandaddy, I don't handcuff
[?] n*gga got shot [?] call my bluff
Retire from the dope game, on the corner, I made enough
They was selling green, I was selling white stuff
Like f*ck love, all we need is loyalty and trust
Love won't pay bills, or get your ass on the buss
Like f*ck love, all we need is loyalty and trust
Love won't pay bills, or get your ass on the buss

[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Got a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest
[Interlude: 22nd Jim]
Stalin, what's poppin?
Yeah
It's Jim, n*gga

[Verse 2: 22nd Jim]
And I'm too bossed up on these n*ggas, know these n*ggas can't f*ck with me
Having motion and I show it, plus I do this sh*t comfortably
Keep a 40, never lonely, for whoever wanna come for me
I got b*tches play they role, do what I say, they gon' run for me
22nd pointguard, I ball above the rym
Play with packs, I play with stacks, sometimes a n*gga rap
But don't get it confused, I still can get you wacked
Been off the porch since like 12, we came up busting straps
Run up hundred after hundred, talking thousands though
n*ggas talking, asking do they want them problems though?
Having b*tch n*gga problems, I'm on some rich sh*t
And don't think I'm just talking, I really flip sh*t


[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Got a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest
[Verse 3: J. Stalin]
Livewire n*ggas, still rep that ten
My sh*t 25 and up, you n*ggas can't get in
I don't f*ck with lil kids, I don't party with them
Bouncing coke, had it jumping like a jungle gym
223's out that K, that gon' knock off his limb
Don't jump off the porch in that water, if you can't swim
Treat him like a light, make his sh*t real dimb
Rich Off The Packs, like I'm Offset Jim
Got a nasty lil b*tch, like her name Lil Kim
And I be mazerela fetching, like my name Lil Tim
Never mistake me for a sucka, I've never been one of them
Address me like a king, I've always been one of them
I'm [?] crack dealer, your boyfriend, he a wimp
Didgital scales, f*ck a dumbell, lil b*tch
[?] jukebox, and I'm like money [?]
We used to the gunfire, so we don't ever flintch
I've always been in the game, you've always been on the bentch
I always been a boss, boy, you always been a b*tch
You can tell by this motherf*cking Rolley on my wrist
You can tell by this motherf*cking Roley on my wrist

[Chorus: J. Stalin]
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest
Get a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Got a lot of money
Stacked up to my neck
Got a lot of money
Steady thumbing through the check
Get a lot of money
And you b*tches know the rest