Profit Priddy Ugly

Get the money
Get the bag
That’s the logic
I’m not messing with your energy

I’m not messing with your energy
It’s toxic
You sipping Henny with my enemies
& talk shit
Yeah
I am into guap, you into gossip
Yeah
Y’all are into props, I’m into profit

I’m not messing with your energy, it’s toxic
I don’t ever know how much is in my pockets
When I think that it’s a little, its a lot b****
Get the money, get the bag, that’s the logic



Get the money, get the bag
Once you done with that
Run it back
Need to double that
Let numbers add
Hunnid Racks
& want it cash
I don’t want it taxed
I had nothing, I had jack
They ain’t cut me slack
I was sitting overwhelmed, they ain’t understand
I was broke, they couldn’t tell
Ain’t had a hundred rand (R100)
Put rubber bands on her lap, I bet she gonna dance
A gun in hand, made these boys do the running man