Get It Bacc lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah yeah yeah
Money to the ceiling imma stack that sh*t
Imma flip that sh*t get it back right quick
(Wheezy beats)

[Chorus]
Money turned riches imma stack that sh*t
Gotta stack it to the ceiling yeah
Everyday I’m on the grind got money on my mind
So you know I gotta get it yeah
Way above the ground and I’m rapping in Saran
Tight like a fitted cap (Tight like a fitted cap)
I was tryna get it n*gga I was tryna get it n*gga
I was tryna get it yeah (I was tryna get it yeah)
Know the money talk and these n*ggas pillow talk
And hell nah We ain’t feeling that (nah We ain’t feeling that )
Bought some diamonds just to floss
Couple hundred just to floss
Yeah thе drip I invented that (drip I inventеd that)
She in love with a boss
Imma take her to the mall
Then I f*ck at home then give her back (f*ck at home then give her back )
Pull up baby handle that
Pull the stick and handle that (grah grah grah)
[Verse]
I was tryna get it tryna stack my money tryna get it on my own
n*ggas tryna hate on the kid man n*ggas need to come with a throne
(Come with a throne yeah)
n*ggas need to build me a all gold throne let me sit on that hoe
(Sit on that hoe)
In a blue Chanel robe and the Rollie all rose
With a pretty pink toe (pretty pink toe)
n*ggas really bust down when we flying outta town
Leave the clairport in a rolls
Double R on the f*cking seat lil b*tch hop out strike a pose
And I’m kicking sh*t with some big ol Cs n*ggas know I bang crip
(Neighborhood)
n*gga never gone slip got the fire on my hip
n*gga better watch your lip yeah
Miss me with the yip yap
Before I call my goon and push your wig back
That’s my n*gga I know from way back
Let him slide like a latex
Im a real one I can’t fake that
Stop that flashing with the cash n*gga take that
Remember when I took a loss I had to shake that
All the money I had to make back

[Chorus]
Money turned riches imma stack that sh*t
Gotta stack it to the ceiling yeah
Everyday I’m on the grind got money on my mind
So you know I gotta get it yeah
Way above the ground and I’m rapping in Saran
Tight like a fitted cap (Tight like a fitted cap)
I was tryna get it n*gga I was tryna get it n*gga
I was tryna get it yeah
Know the money talk and these n*ggas pillow talk
And hell nah We ain’t feeling that (nah We ain’t feeling that )
Bought some diamonds just to floss
Couple hundred just to floss
Yeah the drip I invented that (drip I invented that)
She in love with a boss
Imma take her to the mall
Then I f*ck at home then give her back (then give her back )
Pull up baby handle that
Pull the stick and handle that (grah grah grah)