Chinx
Get Money Nigga
[Intro: Red Cafe]
Turn the music up up (ah)
Turn the music up up (yeah)
Turn the music up up (ah)
(Jahlil Beats, holla at me)

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)

[Verse 1: Chinx]
Double cup I'm sipping purple mini so-so
Drop with the box 'case you try to fuck me over (yea)
Left shoes I just tripped upon the money (yea)
Baking bread fresh, about the kitchen with the money (sir)
AK-47 with the strap for the donkeys (aw)
Shorty with the fatty I be tapping on the monkey (pwo)
Money everywhere, money when you lift the feet up? (yea)
Even on the walls like the photos got a re-up (that's right)
Boxing n***as like fuck about the leg
She ain't fucking on the jet
I don't fuck about the plan
Twenty housand on my arm
Wrist hanging out' the window
With my youngin, shotgun
With the choppa yea, you all end out
Chinx!
[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
I got a thing for laurel n***as
Bad bitches, coke dealers
I always bring a letter to the broke n***as
Hood president, I got the vote n***as
Getting-money girls in the club though
I 'on't know you but let's fuck like we' in love though
Bring your friend she can tip it or whatever
If I get drugged enough, I'mma taste it or whatever (yea)
You' in the presence of a don
Blue pill and the molly I go all night long (ah)
And then I'm back to the money
The paper turns the ladies into Playboy bunnies
What else?

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)
I'm just a getting-money n***a, you ain't heard?
Though I might get the money get head then I go to work (work, unhh)
That's just a real n***a recipe (ah, what else?)
That's just a real n***a recipe (yea)