Getting Money

作曲：French Montana Feat. Infa Red, Mac Mustard,Los Don

作词：French Montana Feat. Infa Red, Mac Mustard,Los Don

Yo hits drop that yeah huh montana

Just acting like we ain't the only new **

Keeping the streets alive

Like we pull out the most music

Free my ** mac

Open my name supply man

Dj head dj

Baby don't supply man

You got ready

Baby don't supply man

Yeah

You got ready my

Your hits man i need that ** from the top top top

Learn my ** play that play that from the top

Streets gotta hear that baby

** way montana

Yeah i'm

Montana criminals act like what

We're the only new ** keeping the streets live

Like we flap the most user

Free my ** mad

Uh

Open money don't supply man

Yeah

Thank god brad be my

We can hide away

Yeah we got plenty of money

Hope you know it's not again

Yeah we got plenty money we don't supply

We got planning money

Money got my thick harder than a strange **

Stepping on that work like a break pad

Whole different way

Class eight blast

Knock ** hinges off your fake ** montana

Straight cash

Know we bring the slaws out

** in the dog house

Plenty money then goall bottom

All out ball out versus till a couple mill

Tell my ** max gonna beat the pill

Take over this ** for real

Know we ** the most hard

Know we drunk most hard

Know we had the most beat

You know we write the hottest bars

Girl you like kitchen moth

** a ** rich or not

All that floss is ** gone do it just get you shot

You know i had a gift oflow ** wasn't difficult

First had to show them now they know them

So we got to go get the dough

Montana switch the floor

Waiting for this wack ** rap **

** being hit the dough

Planning my name i'm just playing man

Yeah

We got planning my nameready to behind a man

We got players

And ** boys light again

We got plenty instead we don't supply a man

Read it we believe in

We got high on high

I be on my ** i don't find my strip in the slip talk

I grab that four fifth and quick to let the ** spark

Double back when it get dark

Black talents that rip hearts spit darts soon

Got you ** sharp

Play the game on his court

Leave him laid on his porch

** is dying

Riding they stuck identifying his court say goodbye

And his porsche

Smack it up rap it up

Got the game in the side pocket feel different

Rack him up some say he be acting up

Some say he don't act enough

I say he swing for the fences

Every time that mack is up guess what ** mack is up

Gang green to trap em up

** wave tooth with maximaltated and back em up

New york supplying man

We got family man

We got family

It's a cold war

It's right again

Yeah

We got to make a story on some like holly

Game green

Without him

Get money i get money

Like that ** fifth dying **

Smoke while i got some on this big fist

From a distance this is all coincidence

As if for he ain'tgot no intelligence

Million dollar residents

Bentley's in the driveway

If i die today you can say i did it my way

Did it the highway and pick

Throw it up if you a crip

When them big seas ** throw it up

If you a blood when them big bees ** throw it up

I like thiscriminate me no finger to those who hate

** take one look at me and say he real

** take one look at me and no reveal

Same night i'm in her bed

Now she wanna give me head

With the same lips she gets a baby with

That's some shady **

But i'm willing to the game i'm so engaged

But telling ** that i love

I'm slightly more committed free

** fly man

We got plenty money

We gotand it's the cold boys not again

We got plenty money

We got time