1 Movie - Future, Gorilla Zoe, Swift

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up

I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have…

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin all day and I ain’t mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up (HEY~!) Bring your paper up (HOE~!)

What we stackin (DOUGH~!) What we stackin (DOUGH~!) So we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin all day and I ain’t mad I just gotta get dough

I’m talkin dedication, talkin motivation

Talkin inspiration, talkin money chasin

Talkin paper chasin, taught we got to get it

Sittin back waitin on somethin man I ain’t with it

You niggas bumpin your gums, that talkin better kill it

I’m sendin a real message yes homey I hope you get it

You little head bouncers with them two big fitteds

Fuck him pop!

Man we runnin up our digits

Ha ha ha~!

We got the keys to the city

The West coast, down South and New York City

You pussy niggas silly!

I know you feelin shitty

You think that we gon' stop now and show some pity?

Yeah I’m smellin myself!

I’m smellin like money

Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank money!

Old school, new school, big bank money

YOU MUH’FUCKERS SO FUNNY~!

I keep a big pistol, who the fuck want it?

Niggas still talkin?

WHO THE FUCK DONE IT!

Niggas sendin threats man who the fuck comin?

Ain’t no pussies over here nigga ain’t nobody runnin!

Now — back to the message at hand

I’m talkin get money, Africa and Japan

Germany, Australia, France and Berlin

Hood niggas everywhere, we get to the money man

Fuck metaphors, gettin all philosophical

Rap shit is easy, y’all make this shit an obstacle

This is basic training, show you the ropes

Man this music is a product, it’s just like dope

First of all get your own hustle, don’t watch mine

We all spit game, mine just happen to rhyme

Second of all stay prayed up and stay on your grind

And when your opportunity come be ready to shine

— to fade