Get Me Some Money

Yeah
Yeah
Get me some money
Get me some racks

Get me some money, get me some racks
I was down bad with the shit I ain't had
Now I be up with this shit, that I got
Swerving up right in this coupe, donuts in the lot
Ion do no talking, get me some guape
Smokin on this loud pack, gave it a spark
We be cooking sounds up by the dark
I'm too high I can't even feel my heart
Slicing up these beats and we call it art

Gimme racks, gimme racks
Gimme money, gimme stacks
I got bands, rubber bands
Good weed, sticky hands
I'm the plug got connections
Aye
Swerve the intersection lane
Call me Collin Sexton by the way I change directions
Aye
I don't need pussy, I don't need no problems
I need bands
Four like fantastic, elastic my dollas
Rubber bands
Rubber bands

Get me some money, get me some racks
I was down bad with the shi I ain't had
Now I be up with this shit, that I got
Swerving up right in this coupe, donuts in the lot
Ion do no talking, get me some guape
Smokin on this loud pack, gave it a spark
We be cooking sounds up by the dark
I'm too high I can't even feel my heart
Slicing up these beats and we call it art