Chase N Dough lyrics

[Intro: FBG Young & FBG Duck]
Yeah (Let's get it)
Tell 'em we chasing dough (Yes)
Ho, tell 'em we chasing dough (Yes)
(Tell 'er I'm Chase N Dough)

[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Duck]
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get (Young, uh-huh)
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch

[Verse 1: FBG Young]
Look, Young off a whole pound of that—(What's "that?")—killer, n*gga
See a dummy, whack a dummy, get dough, never fear a n*gga (f*ck 'em)
CPDK, f*ck the cops (f*ck 'em)
FTO, b*tch, f*ck the opps (f*ck 'em)
Run up on me, then he shot
Extended shot, hundred-shot (We gone)
Live from the 'Ville, where them hitters gon' clap (Bang)
He wanna act, he wanna act
Let off shots, it's a wrap (Cut)
b*tch, I'm all about that bag, go and tell 'em we chasing dough (Go tell 'em)
And all I know is get it, for them Benjis, I'ma blow (Stoop)
b*tch, it's Fly Boy Gang (Yes), other n*ggas, eat a di*k
We the sh*t, acting stupid, unload, feed him it (He gone)
Eat the clip, Tooka pack rolled up, hold up (Wait)
Double cup, it slow me up, n*ggas got me f*cked up, huh
[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Duck]
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get (FBG Duck)
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
Look, Fly Boy Gang (Yes), shorty see that we the sh*t (The sh*t)
All this motherf*cking money make her wanna do them di*ks (Go)
And my swag hot as f*ck, I be flyer than a b*tch (I do)
All this trap house money got me looking like I'm rich (King)
And I told my n*gga Young, "Broski, we gon' keep it cool" (Uh-huh)
"'Cause I'm pretty sure these f*ck boys know we keep them tools" (Baow)
All these other n*ggas wack, FBG, that's the crew (Fly Boy Gang, n*gga)
I'll leave a n*gga wet like they swimming in the pool
I be going so retarded, I'ma finish what they started (Uh, uh, uh)
Ho, don't "Wait" or "Beg your pardon" when them guns get to popping (Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it)
Guaranteed you can not dodge 'em, pus*y n*ggas need to stop it
I be all about my money, b*tch, I'm all about them dollars, L's (Go, go, go, go)

[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Duck]
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch
Money, money, money, go and tell 'em we chasing dough
FBG up in this b*tch, it's our mission to get more
And we all about that money, stupid, money's what we get
And we ain't spending no money on no stupid-ass b*tch