Lyrics Keep Getting' Money - Fredo Santana, Kevin Gates

Keep Getting' Money

Wherever I go man I keep the trap jumping\nJust the other day man I spent about a hundred\nI ain’t worried bout yall ima keep getting money\nI ain’t never going broke boy my trap stay jumping\nI ain’t running out of work cause my plug keep it coming\nI ain’t worried bout yall ima keep getting money\nIma keep getting money ima keep getting money\nI ain’t worried bout yall ima keep getting money\nGot no respect I sell work on a sunday\nI dont speak english all I talk is money\nHit em with the Glock might hit em with the semi\nNigga sneak dissing see ya tell them niggas miss ya\nFuck yo bitch on a wednesday B I bet ya bitch missing\nPoured a, eight of that lean man Im higher than a frizzy\nNigga got killed and it wasn’t no witness\nGripping on this semi tell em peoples come and get me\nI ain’t worried bout yall Ima keep getting hunnids\nPlug keep getting fronted through the bands still thumbing\nBig clip keep clutching sipping on purple then skertch in a vertical\nReally be flipping I put em in vertical\nReving that engine but move like a turtle\nSound like you mad cuz them bitches ain’t heard of you\nStep on my sneakers I might end up hurting you\nThis is gone bliz him this not a Bentley\nBehind a tinted brand new infinity\nStill in the secret cop problems I’m whipping equipment that came with a shift\nin\nSince Patrick Ewing they right on the floor by the door but a nigga ain’t\nkicking it\nGet you whacked for a stack that’s a cheap lil affair\nI got shooters over here I got shooters over there\nDon’t make me find out where you live them shooters come in there\nGot your BM in the trap she say y’all losers over there\nI put that cooler on my mac just to get rid of a lil air\nShoot my tire getting hit get in here nobody standing here\nFront street, we killing victims and witness\nTrap king, introduce you to my kitchen