36 Chevy Woods (Ft. Trae tha Truth)

[Intro: Chevy Woods]
Oh they say niggas can’t get money like this no mo’?
We countin’ it
Ha-ha, Taylor

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
We gettin’ money over here, fuck is y’all yellin’?
Countin’ up the paper from them whole pack sellin’
What you mean? (What you mean?) That’s a 36
That’s a 36, that’s a 36
We gettin’ money over here, fuck is y’all yellin’?
Countin’ up the paper from them whole pack sellin’
What you mean? (What you mean?) That’s a 36
That’s a 36, that’s a 36

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
I got you with me in the kitchen and you ask me how it’s lookin’
I’mma tell you good when I’m whippin’ and I’m cookin’
That’s a dirty fix, you see my diamonds I’d ‘em flipped a lot the worth of this
Your pockets injured when I’m out here tryna hurt the strips
4 and a half, 9 piece
18? That’s a old thing
That’s a 36 and I ain’t new to this
Been on the mile, knew how to pitch
That’s rental car, turn pipe wielin’ with it
I’m talkin’ glad bat, corner store pitchin’ with it
That’s a 36, don’t call my phone
Need a 36? That’s a Jerome
Been in the kitchen all day, they up and down my hallway
Them 36’s all day, move so fast like andale
You’re tryna haller at your boy, you gon need some chips
If you’re tryna get the whole thing, 36