Dolla $igns lyrics

[Intro: YGTUT]
Why your b*tch still gotta [?]
Yam

[Refrain: YGTUT]
Think it's time we get a couple things in order
We ain't 'bout to take no orders (Yeah)
Donct act like you f*cking know us
We ain't with the back and forward
Money stronger, had to turn up (Yeah)
Don't think you should tryna run 'em (Yeah)
Might hella n*ggas on the stage
But we ain't performers

[Verse 1: YGTUT]
Janky-eyed and hypnotised
Wavin' they hands out the side
Know that Sleezy down to slide
Know Mikey D down to slide
If I let her spend the night
She think that she won a prize
Dollar signs be on my mind
Dollar signs be on me

[Chorus: YGTUT]
I'ma cook it up and makеs the streets go woah, woah
Got the recipе, bon appétit like woah, woah
Might just cuff your b*tch, do it with ease like scoop, scoop
This how it sound when you wake the beast like woop, woop
[Verse 2: Michael da Vinci]
I'ma keep on working 'til I buy what I want
Cop what mom want, family get some sums
I'ma keep on working my Alfredo Parmesan
Bread Italian, Vegas roll the dons
Live extravagant, nights is coming young
Lil' n*gga is robbing sh*t so you can't trust these f*cking bums
Let me get some money, I can't call it flipping funds
I ain't sleep in schedule, I be up until the sun
Shoey got the boolay, for the drink we on the rum
Booty shaking, percolate, she gyrate when they queue to play
I dodged the b*tch, I'm working bae, I'll hit you when we drop the tape
Almost droppin', hold the weight, don't touch my fam, no f*cks, no play

[Chorus: YGTUT]
I'ma cook it up and makes the streets go woah, woah
Got the recipe, bon appétit like woah, woah
Might just cuff your b*tch, do it with ease like scoop, scoop
This how it sound when you wake the beast like woop, woop

[Verse 3: YGTUT]
Where she at? I'm 'bout to ball up
Shoot my shot like Chauncey Billups
I think I just dodged a bullet (Yeah)
She must think a n*gga stupid
Y'all know I don't see no future (Yeah)
I know I can't be a lover
Baby, you know I'm a huslter (Yeah)
Tryna get that diamond cluster
On my motherf*cking knuckle
I know I can't never buck her (Yeah)
I know I can't be a buster (Yeah)
Spread the money like it's mustard
Rockin' chains, I hardly tuck 'em
Might just let the diamonds tustle
Marijuana crumbled on the vinyl, Stevie Wonder
Used to scam (Yeah), used to front a n*gga grams (Grams)
Look into the mirror and I still see who I am (See who I am)
Make the paper stack, it got me feeling like a man (The man)
You like the di*kin' and want me to get up in them yams (Yams)
[Chorus: YGTUT]
I'ma cook it up and makes the streets go woah, woah
Got the recipe, bon appétit like woah, woah
Might just cuff your b*tch, do it with ease like scoop, scoop
This how it sound when you wake the beast like woop, woop

[Refrain: YGTUT]
Think it's time we get a couple things in order
We ain't 'bout to take no orders
Donct act like you f*cking know us
We ain't with the back and forward
Money stronger, had to turn up
Don't think you should tryna run 'em
Might hella n*ggas on the stage
But we ain't performers