8 Figures
(专辑: Brandon Banks - 2019)
(D.A. got that dope) When you get some money, whatchu 'gon do with it? Put the
money up, or act a
fool with it Run the
money up, get rich with your clique Or fuck the
money up, trickle off on the
bitch You should put the
money up, go stack it, huh Double up, commas and brackets Grown man on Instagram capping Hold them bands but he not paying taxes You ain't really making money 'til you make eight figures Everybody want a
bag, but they won't go get it Tryna make fast money, but they fuck it up quicker You ain't really getting money 'til you make eight figures When the
feds caught my dad, only had one million Should've had nine more, put up in the
ceiling Everybody want a
bag, nobody wanna work All the
niggas wanna trap, all the
girls wanna twerk Everybody act hard, 'til somebody get hurt Yeah, it broke his mama heart, when they put him on a
shirt Put the
bag on your head, then they put you in the
dirt Put a
price on your top, what your life really worth? Tryna get fast cash just to fuck it up quicker You ain't really got cash 'til you got eight figures I
been getting street money ever since I
was little Seen niggas at the
store selling dope, drug dealers Seen niggas checking hoes on the
stroll, they was pimps Seen my bro kick a
door, then I
saw a
little kid in Gotta get it how you can, I'm just tryna make a
living Seen my daddy do a
scam, came back with a
million Then they shot him in the
hand, fuck nigga tried to kill him Seen that nigga lose everything he have, shooting dice Ran off on the
plug, ain't doing things twice Same nigga caught a
slug, had to pay with his life Everybody so cool, everybody got a
tool Everybody go to school, nobody doing work Everybody want a
bag, everybody wanna rap All the
niggas wanna trap, all the
hoes wanna twerk When you get the
bag, whatchu gonna do with it? Put the
money up, or act a
fool with it Run the
money up, get rich with your clique Or fuck the
money up, go trick on a
bitch You should put the
money up, go stack it Double up, commas and brackets Grown man on Instagram capping Hold them bands but he not paying taxes Ain't really making money 'til you make eight figures Everybody want a
bag, but they won't go get it Tryna make fast money, but they fuck it up quicker You ain't really getting money 'til you make eight figures When the
feds caught my dad, only had one million Should've had nine more, put up in the
ceiling Everybody want a
bag, nobody wanna work All the
niggas wanna trap, all the
girls wanna twerk Everybody act hard, 'til somebody get hurt Yeah it broke his mama heart, when they put him on a
shirt Put the
bag on your head, then they put you in the
dirt Put a
price on your top, what your life really worth? Tryna get fast cash just to fuck it up quicker You ain't really got cash 'til you got eight figures When you get the
bag, whatchu gonna do with it? Put the
money up, or act a
fool with it Run the
money up, get rich with your clique Or fuck the
money up, go trick on a
bitch You should put the
money up, go stack it Double up, commas and brackets I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a
Rollie and ice a
Patek Fuck up a
check What the
fuck you expect? I
got cash on deck, thumbing through checks In the
back of the
'Bach, huh Hopping out, racks on racks Hi-Tech red, don't really sip Act', huh Hopping on the
jet with a
TEC, huh Mac in my lap Hopping out the
PJ, straps on straps Jumpman bread flip a
check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mike Jumpman bread flip a
check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mikes, huh Check had no chance like I'm Yeezy Had to go earn my stripes I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a
Rollie and ice a
Patek Fuck up a
check Cash on deck Thumbing through stacks in the
back of the
'Bach Fuck it up at Neiman's I'ma act an ass up in Saks Hopping out, racks on racks (Diamond water baguettes) Cash on deck Thumbing through stacks in the
back of the
'Bach Fuck it up at Neiman's I'ma act an ass up in Saks Hopping out, racks on racks (I'ma fuck up a
check) When you get the
money, whatchu 'gon do with it? Put the
money up, or act a
fool with it Run the
money up, get rich with your clique Or fuck the
money up, go trick on the
bitch You should put the
money up, go stack it, huh Double up, commas and fractions I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a
Rollie and ice a
Patek Fuck up a
check What the
fuck you expect? I
got cash on deck, thumbing through checks In the
back of the
'Bach, huh Hopping out, racks on racks Hi-Tech red, don't really sip Act', huh Hopping on the
jet with a
TEC, huh Mac in my lap Hopping out the
PJ, straps on straps Jumpman bread flip a
check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mike Jumpman bread flip a
check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mikes, huh Check had no chance like I'm Yeezy Had to go earn my stripes I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a
Rollie and ice a
Patek Fuck up a
check