Go Get Sum Mo - Young Dolph, Ty Dolla $ign, 2 Chainz

This water on me got my neck froze

Coupe with the suicide doors

And I love all of my hoes

Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes

I’m some' like a pimp, that’s for sure

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money

Bitch better have my money

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more

Spent some more money, beat another case

Riding down eleven like Scarface

Sixty thousand dollar tuxedo

These bitches just love a nigga’s lingo

Little bitty nigga with a real big ego

Three bank accounts with a whole lot of zeros

Lil nigga I’m Michael, you Tito

I dress like I been selling kilos

I put my side bitch in a Benz

Just so she can flex on her friends

I used to sell dope out my mama’s house

Then had all the money at grandma’s house

I go on Rodeo, fuck up a check

Smokin' blunts and eating percocets

Still with them niggas I came up with

I can never ever trust a bitch

Addition and multiplication

We runnin' this money up daily

Smashing Instagram sensations

For bullshit I got no patience

I jump out, I jump out, I jump out

The back of the Phantom rockin' all this ice

I want it, I want it, I want it

I get it, I don’t give a fuck what the price

Water on my neck got me froze

Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah

Ain’t savin' these hoes, yeah

No I ain’t savin' these hoes

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah

I’m somethin' like a pimp, that’s for sure, yeah

Spend it and go get some more, yeah

Spend it and go get some more

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money

Bitch better have my money

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more

This rap shit too easy, my left wrist too freezy

She butt naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over easy

I’m the king but I don’t play for Cleveland

I’m feeling just like the weed man

When he got the hundred keys in

So strong, can’t breathe in

Bitch better have my guala

Looking like I sell narcota

Ballin' like I hit the lotto

And the devil still wears Prada, it’s Gucci

Money over hoes my motto

How you bad but you don’t swallow

If I front you my product

Then you better have my dollars, Gucci

Scratch front like I’m Pimp C

Big hustle like Nipsey

Blue Benz, my crip B

12 sitting on Forgis

And your wife she choosing

Better get a divorce then

I want to buy charges not forcement

She wish she had an abortion

Water on my neck got me froze

Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah

Ain’t savin' these hoes, yeah

No I ain’t savin' these hoes

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah

I’m somethin' like a pimp, that’s for sure, yeah

Spend it and go get some more, yeah

Spend it and go get some more

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money

Bitch better have my money

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more

Thank god for my mama not using a condom

Wear Dolce Gabannas like they are pajamas

It’s deuce gadanas, I hang with the hunters

And runners and killers and dealers, one hundred

Every year I buy a new vehicle

Throw the girl out like a flea flicker

I don’t even dodge them cheap liquors

I got so high I tried to eat people

Jewelry on drippin' like a sea creature

Money so tall I don’t see people

Weed so loud, can’t keep secret

Y’all been plottin', I been peepin'

Y’all been talkin', I been thinkin'

I been growin', y’all been shrinkin'

Big diamond on my lil pinky

Too much sauce, I done started leaking

I got more bars than precincts

I got more cars than Reese’s, uh uh

I got more heart than niggas

Put that on God my nigga, uh uh

Ain’t tryna starve my nigga

They tryna scar a nigga

I told 'em nah my nigga

I’m the godfather nigga

Make me Brett Favre a nigga

This water on me got my neck froze

Coupe with the suicide doors

And I love all of my hoes

Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes

I’m some' like a pimp, that’s for sure

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money

Bitch better have my money

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London

I spend it and go get some more

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more