Lyrics:

ft. ScHoolboy Q

People treat you real nice when you got fifty dollar drawers on
Get money, fuck bitches
I'm trying, man
Fuck bitches, get money, get money

Who getting that dough? Who getting that cake?
Who getting that bread? Put a ticket on your head if you can't relate
Who getting that fetti? Who getting that cheese?
You know I gotta eat, you know I gotta eat
Who getting that paper? Who getting that guap?
Who smoking that top shelf? Who getting top off top?
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Who getting them commas, making mamas do kama sutra
Best act like you know, I'm getting them checks, I'm spending them checks
THC through TSA on my back, don't get checked
Who getting them Benjamins? Spending them with executives
Business man, understand, I'm on fucking tour, you on the 10-6, I'm reeling in
Currency, won't pass the weed but I'll pass the bitch
My stock rising, you cock riding, I'm splitting clips where the money clip
Who getting that money, money? Real motherfucking money, money
Saw you dog got cashed out
Got fucked up, then I passed out

Woke up early, kissed this bad bitch
Rolled me up a blunt, then I took a piss
Can't remember what I did last night
I'm just trying to spend a hunnid stax every day of my life
Money is the anthem
Black girls in the bedroom, white girls in the bathroom
Fuck what I did last night
I'm just trying to spend a hunnid stax every day of my life

Who getting that dough? Who getting that bread?
Get money I pledge, what you mean you broke, bitch, open them legs
Now let a nigga be, I think I'm gonna ski
You know I love cheese, you know I love cheese
I'm high as a scraper, I'm smoking that guap
Who leave guns on the top shelf? Who keep Glocks on Glocks?
Ain't nothing more important than a hoova
Who hopping out cars, unloading that pop, pop, yawk, yawk, move you
Fig, Fig, Figueroa, gotta a .45 right here up in my coat
You can have my hoe but don't hit my dough
I'm burning up like a parliament
I'm 216, I'm suspending rent
You a bad bitch, come fuck me
Yeah, you heard it right, I said fuck me
Keeping no grip, even ignorance is bliss
I love foreign tits and her clitoris
Beat the pussy down like my nemesis
Make the pussy drip like I slit her wrist, but
Who getting that money, money? Real motherfucking money, money
Saw you dog got cashed out
Bought a new bitch and a new house like

Woke up early, kissed this bad bitch
Rolled me up a blunt, then I took a piss
Can't remember what I did last night
I'm just trying to spend a hunnid stax every day of my life
Money is the anthem
Black girls in the bedroom, white girls in the bathroom
Fuck what I did last night
I'm just trying to spend a hunnid stax every day of my life