Will Hotaling - Tenor Sax
Kai Sandoval - Trumpet
Xito Lovell - Trombone
Engineered and Mixed by Will G. Radin
Mastered by Joe Lambert
Recorded at Electric Garden Studios and LoveLove Studios
Cover Art by Mady G.
lyrics
Get money
Talkin bout the dolla bills
Just reach into yo pocket
And tell a nigga whatchu feel
Got money
One dollar ain’t enough
If you really wanna satisfy me,
Pass a thousand bucks
Need money
Turn it into paper planes
Fly it into the sun and see if it comes back again
We want money, mula, dough, dinero, pesos, euros,
You're my hero
I'm only guapo while I'm holding guap
Show stoppa while it's time rock
It's ya pops, the sun for ya moms womb
Swag sauce in a monsoon, slurped off a silver spoon
Served on a platinum platter, where my plaque at?
You placate, I’m hoping to grow greater
No hater-ation, and that’s word to Blige
Grill clean, I'm hungry, to bullshit I'm Stevie blind
Couldn't get down with the fuckery
These niggas be buggin
Call an ISO, hit the spin then the rim, bucket
Make foes lose sight of the point say fuck it
Sipping on a bottle of nectar from Nantucket
Hand chucking a duece,
sweet baby supe with the sauce, hand in the pot, Deterring the stir
Creating my own rhythm, run with him or eat dust
Benchwarm, collect rust, if you must,
but I'm just a jester, here for the show
Real nigga, sick spitter, straight ill with the flow
Lone wolf. What's steep to the goat
A mountain top to me is a home
I'm tryna get back my parts, get with the team,
roll and spark six spliffs before dark.
In the crib, in a park, in the V while in park
Shotgun, rollin up, in a beem, push to start
Get money
Get money
Talkin bout the dolla bills
Just reach into yo pocket
And tell a nigga whatchu feel
Got money
One dollar ain’t enough
And if you really wanna satisfy me
Pass a thousand bucks
Need money
Turn it into paper planes
Fly it into the sun and see if it comes back again
We want money, mula, dough, dinero, pesos, euros,
You’re my hero
Bad shorty with me, got me feeling for her heart
I ain't even press her, she just feel a nigga hard
Got a nigga hard and now she feel it in her heart
It’s not a hard sell, hard shells make her seas part
Look me in my eyes, tell me what you see
God upon a cloud, dip his toes into the sea
Mani-pedi for my betty boop she my baby bop
Love I got for shorty like
What Barney got for all the tots
Thicker than a tater sack, way beyond a sauna hot Got her when I want her
And I want her almost all the time
Night until the morning time
Fuck her then I hit the grind
Flip a dime to get ahead
You niggas trailing way behind
Pick a style, and make it mine
All part of the master plan, all that really matters
That I get the dough inside my hand
I learn the hard way, with clan
And a leader with a plan, and had no room for mine So to find peace I had to leave the coop
This shit was hard, I had to see it through
Now I’m seeing who my real niggas was
Now we all got the buzz, like a hive full of bees
And every chick I’m with is bad and boujee, screw me
If Migos got a problem, fuck it, sue me,
I could use the lawsuit as the prelude to the movie
For the money
Get money
Talkin bout the dolla bills
Just reach into yo pocket
And tell a nigga whatchu feel
Got money.
One dollar ain’t enough
If you really wanna satisfy
Pass a thousand bucks
Need money
Turn it into paper planes
Fly it into the sun and see if it comes back again
We want money, mula, dough, dinero, pesos, euros,
You're my hero if you
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
Pay me in cash
No check
Need money
Talkin bout the dolla bills.
Just reach into yo pocket
and tell a nigga whatchu feel.
Got money.
one dollar ain’t enough
if you really tryna satisfy me
pass a thousand bucks
Need money
turn it into paper planes
fly it into the sun and see if it comes back again
We want money, mula, dough, dinero, pesos, euros,
You're my hero
QNA is a band from New York City. With a cultural background that spans across American, Afro-Caribbean, South-East Asian
and European traditions, they make music that reflects their love of adventure. Their motto is simple: don’t try so hard. Stop overthinking, keep exploring, and stay listening....more
