I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)

Uh, feelin so good
All the way out the hood
Now I gotta view that can see the whole city
Swear momma raised her a real go-getter
(yeah)
Itll be okay
Tell em that im so LA
West up
Shoe box money in the dresser
Yeah, thats what a G showed me
I know you can smell the OG on me
And shawty trynna get another drink on me
Anything in the world for free baby

I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)

Just trynna have a fun time
Middle finger up to the one time
Fist to my niggas on the front line
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Shades out, we gon' shine
Yeah, see us
Just ball in my sneakas
They ain't gettin money like a pre-nun
See it goin around, tea cups
G thing, Travie got her in her G-string
And I could make her sing like T-Pain
Let me give you the game now

I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)

Live by the G code
On another level get a cheat code
Keep it 100, c note
Party everywhere that we go
Oh uh alright
Bat gang, up all night
Nigh night night
See, everything ain't what it seem, but

I'mma tell you what a G told me
Cash rules everything around me
Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah

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