Get Money lyrics

[Intro]
(Shout out to Shaun2Krazy)

[Chorus: Scorey]
Too high off promethazine right now, I just might crash (I'm off the Wock)
He know the day he run into me might be his last (Might catch a shot)
If you don't do nothing else in life, go get that cash (Get that guap)
I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)
Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherf*ckin' bag)
'Cause when you broker than a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherf*ckin' laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it's runny (Uh, like it's runny)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Can't believe it's sunny, uh)

[Verse 1: Polo G]
Broski too high off a Percocet, the trenches whеre he lurkin' at
A n*gga diss, we kill him, I don't carе if I ain't heard it yet
Cash calls, I'm talkin' bands, he broke, he can't interpret that
I spent thousands just on pants before I bought a shirt to match
Can't believe it's sunny now, we gettin' money now
Glocks look like they graduating, all them b*tches buttoned down
Have my lil' cappers face him, now he ain't above the ground
TTG plus 4TS, that's like thirteen hundred rounds

[Chorus: Scorey]
Too high off promethazine right now, I just might crash (I'm off the Wock)
He know the day he run into me might be his last (Might catch a shot)
If you don't do nothing else in life, go get that cash (Get that guap)
I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)
Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherf*ckin' bag)
'Cause when you broker than a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherf*ckin' laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it's runny (Uh, like it's runny)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Can't believe it's sunny, uh)
[Verse 2: Scorey]
Paper route, I'm on it, run that cake up while they yawnin'
Chasin' paper, Thomas Joyner how I stay up 'til the morning ('Til the morning)
Brand-new Glock 19 don't need no laser when I blow it (When I blow it)
I say Help Is On The Way and they go crazy when I post it (It's on the way, b*tch)
Walk right up in Neimans, cop it when I see it (When I see it)
He don't disrespect 'cause I got cash to R.I.P. him (I got that bag)
I got hella aim, so when I blast it, I'ma leave him (When I blast)
Tried to stand his ground, we put his casket right beneath him (Grrah, grrah)

[Chorus: Scorey]
Too high off promethazine right now, I just might crash (I'm off the Wock)
He know the day he run into me might be his last (Might catch a shot)
If you don't do nothing else in life, go get that cash (Get that guap)
I ran up them digits and made all them n*ggas mad (Go run that bag)
Go run that bag up (Bag), n*gga, get some money (Get that motherf*ckin' bag)
'Cause when you broker than a joke, ain't nothin' funny (Don't motherf*ckin' laugh)
Lil' bro tryna wipe a n*gga nose like it's runny (Uh, like it's runny)
So used to rain clouds, can't believe it's sunny (Can't believe it's sunny, uh)