Get Money (feat. Benny the Butcher, Conway the Machine & Boldy James)

Trauma Tone His name is Kino Beats Got 'em pissed, got 'em mad Got 'em pissed, got 'em mad Yeah, had to get in my bag In my bag, yeah Oh, they didn't think that I could last Thinkin' this shit sweet, I'll put them killers on your ass How you from the east and you can't even get a pack? (Whoa-whoa) I hang with lions, tigers, bare Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'm gon' spare Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air You gettin' money, they aware (they aware) You gettin' money, they aware It's a lot of bosses up in here (whoa, yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here Hit 'em with brick, just like Craig (woah!) If they plan to get dropped, then it's that (drop!) Ric Flair (Flair), Beanie Sigel, I feel it in the air Put an eagle on your head They gon' lay eggs and fled Hope I don't wake up tomorrow with regret (with regret) I woke up with a bottle in my bed (ooh) Fuck her 'til the eyes roll to the back of my head (mm-hmh) Ballin' with some niggas that's 'bout what they said, yeah Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air You gettin' money, they aware (they aware) You gettin' money, they aware It's a lot of bosses up in here (there's a lot of us in this bitch) It's a lot of bosses up in here (yeah) Cautious of snakes, but often bosses relate I broke down a quarter of weight on a white porcelain plate I woke up feelin' marvelous today (I did) Y'all think I flossed with this cake But that show money help my dog with his case (for my niggaa) Yeah, I still feel it when I pass through ghettos (pass through ghettos) Y'all had to settle we turned to family into Griselda Fashion Rebels Six months in the trap, that's a May to November run Real shit, you not a boss 'til you make your nigga one I hang with lions, tigers, bare Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'm gon' spare Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air You gettin' money, they aware (they aware) You gettin' money, they aware (yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here (yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here (look) She know who the boss is, I bounce back from my losses Bust the AP flawless (huh?) From that pot and that fork shit (talk to 'em) Mayweather money, beat up them charges Too much drip that's why the closet Is bigger than your apartment (haha) I give her backshots until I empty my cartridge Fuckin' her on the sink, her pussy drip like the faucet (ha) Pussy nigga kept talkin', his life on the line, he lost it It's pressure then we uppin', we ain't squashin' Machine, bitch I hang with lions, tigers, bare Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'm gon' spare Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air You gettin' money, they aware (they aware) You gettin' money, they aware It's a lot of bosses up in here (Blocboy) It's a lot of bosses up in here (yo DeJ) I pull a few strings, still love to shoot with them beans Got fiends in the greens, still want a two for fifteen Aunty takin' pop bottles back to catch a cab to me (huh) Now I give her five dollars just to pump the gas for me (uh) On the east catchin' cells in the 4-8-2-1-4 Fifty deep on the wheels, we want all them M boxes Gotta land on the pint, so my blood out and bonded Uncle Teddy play with cottons, uncle Smally skin poppin' Where we at? Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air You gettin' money, they aware (they aware) You gettin' money, they aware It's a lot of bosses up in here It's a lot of bosses up in here Bosses up in here