8 Figures - Maxo Kream

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 cappin'

Hold them bands but he not payin' taxes

You ain’t really makin' 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 gettin' 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 ceilin'

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 gettin' street money ever since I was little

Seen niggas at the store sellin' dope, drug dealers

Seen niggas checkin' 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 livin'

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, shootin' 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 doin' 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 cappin'

Hold them bands but he not payin' taxes

Ain’t really makin' 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 gettin' 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, thumbin' through checks

In the back of the 'Bach, huh

Hoppin' out, racks on racks

Hi-Tech red, don’t really sip Act', huh

Hoppin' on the jet with a TEC, huh

Mac in my lap

Hoppin' 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

Thumbin' through stacks in the back of the 'Bach

Fuck it up at Neiman’s

I’ma act an ass up in Saks

Hoppin' out, racks on racks (Diamond water baguettes)

Cash on deck

Thumbin' through stacks in the back of the 'Bach

Fuck it up at Neiman’s

I’ma act an ass up in Saks

Hoppin' 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, thumbin' through checks

In the back of the 'Bach, huh

Hoppin' out, racks on racks

Hi-Tech red, don’t really sip Act', huh

Hoppin' on the jet with a TEC, huh

Mac in my lap

Hoppin' 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