Gotta Get Dough - YG

She say she like ballers, she say she like dick

She say she like girls, that don’t even make sense

She say she like the balls, say shit fucking

She supposed to be mine, see that’s why you can’t trust em

I’m tryina get some head, old bitch what it is

If you ain’t with that, then it is what it is

I’m tattered on my ribs, yeah I’m tattered on my neck

You be throwing off the liqour I be throwing up the set

I’m bout my money, I’m bout my cheese

Still eating niggas d’s, big macs with no cheese

All you rap niggas tryina sound like me

I hear you niggas talking but it don’t sound like beef

I’m so mayo the real definition

Yeah I hope you niggas ain’t gotta pop the pussy

That was 16, but I’m a keep going

You ain’t made enough yet bitch keep hooing

You be deep throating why you actin innocent

I ain’t tryina be friend, I just want the benefits

Why you worry bout, who hittin this?

I’m a friend of your house hidden in the well

You niggas getting chip, I’m playing chips

You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich

Give it up, give it up, slide like this

Rolex and the chain might blind your bitch

I woke up, this morning

Like I’m a grind late night till the morning

Though, being broke was boring

So I grind late night till the morning

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

Ah, better watch how you pussy niggas act

The only time it’s safe is when it’s getting cracked

Yeah I’m real flashy, ball like an athlete

Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty

Don’t test me, this ain’t college

A bitch get flipped on, I call her knowledge

Make the bitch run, make the bitch come

I’m in a 2 seater, having a three some

Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new

They say I wear hollywood, shit is prolly true

Ah, tree tops to the schools

Fucking with the border rules

Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes

Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets

Got the jays at the dough

If I ever gave the bitch money she got it off the floor

I woke up, this morning

Like I’m a grind late night till the morning

Though, being broke was boring

So I grind late night till the morning

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed

I’m a thug, I still read the bible

Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap

Shit, I’m tryina stay alive bro

Yeah, hit me on the text,

Told her we together, fucking told her she my ex

Pocket full of benjes, so nigga I’ve been g

Stop stealin my swag nigga, I’m stan g

Riding in a benz and you niggas don’t offend me

I don’t give a fuck if you was a 110 deep

We can talk about money cause I got that

Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back

Ah, and I don’t rob I stay fast

When I get rich, I promise to stay blat

The only thing I’m giving a stake back

It’s puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack

I woke up, this morning

Like I’m a grind late night till the morning

Though, being broke was boring

So I grind late night till the morning

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

The only thing that a nigga need to know

I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough