(Verse)
You ^!$$%z need to mind your mother$#&@ing business
And I'm talking to whoever felt offended

I said it with a candy cane in my mouth
So these mother$#&@ers know I meant it
They come driving is vintage

And I'm sitting on inchies
These Atlanta hoes think I'm the bomb
96 so lambix

So they ain't give me no playback
When I was stuck in those trenches
Now they on my twitter page

All over my minches
But I don't pay 'em no attention
Prob 'cause I don't trust them

I $#&@ 'em good but I don't cuff 'em
I know them hoes but I don't judge them
These rap ^!$$%s is wet to me

I think I'm better than most of us
They're two fly ^!$$%s in the game
And baby girl I'm both of 'em


(Hook) x2
So you should know that (I'm getting money)

I'm always on my grind (I'm getting money)
24 hours (I'm getting money)
'Cause there ain't nothing else to do (I'm getting money)


(Verse)
So why you ^!$$%s chilling with your feet up

My ^!$$%s out in San Frans' and in Rio
And I'm getting money out the country
I ain't talking credit cards when I say I need a VISA

Call me mr. International , state outside and baginals
My (*##$es Bob 'cause I do the %#@! that Mac would do
On the cost of a few stacks you want me on the track

But I came a long way for slaving sacks on the avenue
I don't do what them other rappers do
I'm stumped up I gotta get money, type of attitude

Ye I rap it I'm a ex-pimp slash trapper too
I had the grain, my partner had the cane like the cappers do


(Hook) x2
So you should know that (I'm getting money)
I'm always on my grind (I'm getting money)

24 hours (I'm getting money)
'Cause there ain't nothing else to do (I'm getting money)