Cause I’m Gettin Money (OG) lyrics

[Intro]
Phew
Phew, phew, phew
Ffffff

[Chorus]
I smell like I got a 100 pounds of blocks on me (woo, woo, daaamn, damn)
It's reekin’ out the car, homie (Woo, phew)
She wanna freak 'cause I'm a star, low-key (Thot, you a thot)
Tell me what b*tch do not know me (Woo, woo, who not?)
I’ma blow this .30 like Odee (Rest in peace Odee)
Leanin' off this A-C-T, I OD'd (I'm off this Act')
Can't trust a face, feel n*ggas plottin' on me (Woo, hell naw)
And it's all because I’m gettin’ money (Bang, bang, bang)

[Verse]
Got that b*tch off the drugs, she a zombie (Woo, she leanin')
She wanna f*ck with us, we get money (Woo, ffffff, woo)
b*tch, is you drunk, you want my Beamer car keys? (Woo, is you drunk?)
Let’s see if thеy got Beamer taxis (Call you this taxi)
Just bought Kay Kay a Beamеr car seat (Kay Kay, Kay Kay)
My boys gon' spray, let us see a opp please (Gon' spray, like bang bang)
I'm Sunny and you n*ggas coffee (Woo, yeeaaah, yeah)
But now that is my favorite mafi (Ayy, that’s my favorite movie though)
b*tch, I ain't with that lovie-dovie (Nahh, hell naw, hell naw)
b*tch, you just gotta suck and f*ck me (Yeah, yeeaaah)
Got a pound of that Earth, it's lovely (Woo, woo)
Now I'm sparkin' up, climbin' up trees (Woo, yeeeaaah, giddy up)
While I'm smokin' on this dope, this b*tch keep callin' my phone
Don't you see I'm gettin' high? b*tch, just leave me alone
I see n*ggas feelings hurt, tell Chief Sosa what's wrong
Bustin' like a Dillinger, got my dumb ass pulled over (808Mafia)
[Chorus]
I smell like I got a 100 pounds of blocks on me (woo, woo, dayum)
It's reekin' out the car, homie
She wanna freak 'cause I'm a star, low-key
Tell me what b*tch do not know me
I'ma blow this .30 like Odee
Leanin' off this A-C-T, I OD'd
Can't trust a face, feel n*ggas plottin' on me
And it's all because I'm gettin' money