Lyrics Gotta Get It - Zo

Gotta Get It

Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk
Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk
See what I’m doing I’m just living like my father taught me
You see me hooping, shoot the money right into my pockets
Too many profits, so much money I can’t use a wallet
So much green can’t stop it so I bought a Gucci sticks all know it
See lil shawty calling, I ain’t falling homie cause I’m balling
Yeah I speak a drawlin keep 'em coming cause I know they want it
Your boy is such a problem, hit up Harvard, they can’t solve it
Working on my game, I stay on point and all my tools sharpened
Pistols get to poppin', body beats I put 'em in their coffin
Talking smack, he off a hole in one, he look like Tiger golfing
I ain’t with the stalking, sorry baby keep it walking
Know my statements shocking, big deposit, yeah I’m bagging all it
Get the green I’m on it, so much green I even wrecking stop it
Killing my opponent, you don’t wanna get the game cornered
Heated while I’m scorching, running game and passing torches
Dropping all my courses got me focused, money what’s important
Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk
Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk
20's, 50's, 100's, run it, know we love 'em all
One, five, tens, come on, can’t forget the smalls
1, 2, 3 B’s trying to stack it tall
Money going wall to wall trying to start it looking small
Gotta get the money, gotta get the cash yeah
Throw it in the bag, don’t look at the tag, yeah
I bet you 'member me like titans in the clash yeah
Moving fast like Flash, yeah
Faster than the last year
Don’t look stupid, you know just how we do it
Boy don’t make me find you just so I can lose it
Why you talking hard?
Know you softer than a Q-Tip
Why you talking like you proving
You ain’t do it, you just sounding foolish
New rappers stop the yelling, you a bad influence
That’s why it’s up to me to speak and keep the gang moving
We know what we doing, don’t forget who brought the movement
Transition fluent
Blue faces, yeah the money cooling
Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk
Gotta get the paper, gotta get the cash, yeah
And I’m moving fast, hundreds on the dash, yeah
Gotta spend it up, gotta live it up
Throw your city up
Count it in the front, duffles in the trunk