Lyrics Lil Yachty – Get Money Bros.

30, you a fool for this
Lil Boat
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Lil Yachty:
Burn his ass out like a skillet
All that shit talking online gone and kill it
Throw them legs up and I promise I’ll drill it
Whip wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it
Check wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it
Bought bro a Rolly ’cause my brother gifted
That pussy pretty but I still gotta sniff it
Whole team got chains on, I call that certificate
Where your money lil’ nigga?
Wearin’ 10 chains don’t make your diamonds bigger
Look at my ring, that’s a 80
Fuck a Vlive when I’m ball wit’ Lil Baby
Born in ’97 my bitch from the 80s
She drive a young nigga crazy

Tee Grizzley:
I’m from Detroit between Evergreen and Southfield Road
Money long as six mile, fuck nigga, but you know I’m so Joy Road
Shit I seen in my hood made me the type to sneak into awards with my pole
300 million, I got that in cash, 400K, got that in gold
Crib came with a sauna
Beam came on the Mac
200 miles a hour, this a Hellcat not a Scat
We ain’t cosignin’ no rats, talkin’ to the cops the only time these niggas state facts
Leave a nigga brains in his lap, he was driving chopper, put him in the back

Lil Yachty:

Gotta get guap gotta get it
Used to ride ’round baggin’ hoes in a Civic
Now I pick and choose I’m so specific
Shawty slurp nut like a Blueberry Mistic
Watch where you steppin’
Bang what you bang, nigga, rep what you reppin’
Don’t you dare ever doubt me with yo’ left hand
Respect my pimpin’, I’m ball like I’m Pippen

Tee Grizzley:
My Uber actin’ so janky right now, bro come pick yo’ bitch up
You pull up on tip, I’ma headshot you, then gotta pick yo’ shit up
My diamonds so white, I was whippin’ the dope, almost got it mixed up
I shaved off my firin’ pin, it was one shot, now it got the hiccups

Lil Yachty:
We the young niggas gettin’ money, yeah
Everybody ’round us gettin’ money, yeah
Niggas in the back, they gunnin’, yeah
VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah
A bitch nigga mad, well, so?
We the fuckin’ get money bros