Stevie A. Yes, kill the beat We do what we want, you do what they say We tryna get money, baby, left until the pain lies Oh-oh-oh, today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, a nigga gettin' paid Twenties, fifties, hunnids She on that pole tryna pay her way through college Go and get your money, baby Oh-oh-oh, today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, a nigga gettin' paid I made 20 racks off them 20 packs I spent 20 racks flyin' in back She just wanna fuck the one, get attached She just wanna fuck, cause I'm to the max Just so you know I got that package on the way now I think I trust her, I can fuck her where I stay now You know I gotta count the money before I lay down Cause in the morning I wake up to makin' plays now, yeah And you know I gotta get the money, nigga, I'ma get it, get it And Lil' Wally, man, I can't be fuckin' with ya, man, if he ain't with it And Lil' Shorty, baby, can't be comin' with us, girl, if she ain't with it Cause at any minute, nigga, I'ma blow this bitch up We do what we want, you do what they say We tryna get money, baby, left until the pain lies Oh-oh-oh, today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, a nigga gettin' paid Twenties, fifties, hunnids She on that pole tryna pay her way through college Go and get your money, baby Oh-oh-oh, today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, a nigga gettin' paid Drinkin' for the money Seven up, double cup for the money Pimpin', I can sell a snow bunny Got juice with the D, no sunny On my way to the A, just to meet Sonny I just do it for my youngins in the fiend box Wake up every day, I'm chasin' hunnids Mom pray I'm okay when I'm roadrunnin' Listen to me young, I might learn somethin' I ain't never had a nigga teach me nothin' Young nigga in my headdress, 800 He's the pink in my drink, I ate, hunnid Made him act all black with a bean button We just came for the bitches, no mean muckin' Every time I'm on the scene, you know I bring luck, you know But I'll drop what you smell, Jimmy G's cookin' It's just too fun to be a young nigga She wanna swallow my sons, nigga Watch all them niggas that run with you Don't be the niggas, don't fuck with you Drink all the can with a drum, nigga You cannot eat what we want, dinner I cannot lie, I'ma serve supper I get a watch to the new stripper We do what we want, you do what they say We tryna get money, baby, left until the pain, like Today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, this nigga gettin' paid Twenties, fifties, hunnids She on that pole, tryna pay her way through college Don't get your money, baby Today's a good day Fuck what's goin' on, man, this nigga gettin' paid Leave it to me, I'ma get a weed degree I made it and I blame it all on the streets Taught me how to hustle when I needed to eat Even gave me a place to sleep Now mommy callin' for that late night creep I tried to tell him that I'm so unique Now I get paid every day of the week That money talk, so we hardly speak I never leave unless my job complete And keep some Chuck Taylors on my feet My team always on point, like a pair of cleats My homies do what they want without a care or need If you don't wanna crash, they gotta careful speed The situation ain't right, then be prepared to leave I'm only here to please Gang, gang, Khalifa, man, you already know what it is My nigga Ardo, my nigga Jimmy Wopo Trappin' knees, you know what this thing is, man, Pittsburgh And if you motherfuckers ain't gettin' your cake I feel bad for y'all Matter of fact, that's your motherfuckin' fault Cause my niggas gon' eat 412, let's go