[Chorus: Kazzie]
Just called my bro and said "you wanna make some stacks today?"
Then hit the plug and said "I wanna meet right up today"
I thank the lord, cuz I've been praying for a better way
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
I called the plug and said "I'm on my way"
On my way
We gon' get
[Verse 1: Kazzie]
Call up the plug like "I'm ready"
He said he comin' in the Chevy
And I tell him "cool, same spot that you met me"
Make sure you park right in front of the getti
And shout out to Snootie
Salute to Montana
And my nigga Fetty
And you know the boy, put on for the city
We used to be light, now my nigga we heavy
I'm tryna make a dollar outta 15 cent
So every day, man, I hustle
I sat on that block till it bubble
My niggas don't trust you, the things that we do just to get out the struggle
Grandma still trippin' about all of the bricks that I hide in the kitchen, I'm always in trouble
Tell her "don't trip, man the day I get rich imma buy you a house", she said "baby, I love you"
Come from the mud
There's blood on that money
There's blood on them drugs
All of these niggas insistin they thugs
You can get hit with a pistol and slugs
Bro just called my phone, and he said "stoner lets hit this lick, this day"
Told my nigga I'm with it, man lets get it, we gon' get rich today
Just called my bro and said "you wanna make some stacks today?"
Then hit the plug and said "I wanna meet right up today"
I thank the lord, cuz I've been praying for a better way
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
We gon' get rich today
I called the plug and said "I'm on my way"
On my way
We gon' get
[Verse 1: Kazzie]
Call up the plug like "I'm ready"
He said he comin' in the Chevy
And I tell him "cool, same spot that you met me"
Make sure you park right in front of the getti
And shout out to Snootie
Salute to Montana
And my nigga Fetty
And you know the boy, put on for the city
We used to be light, now my nigga we heavy
I'm tryna make a dollar outta 15 cent
So every day, man, I hustle
I sat on that block till it bubble
My niggas don't trust you, the things that we do just to get out the struggle
Grandma still trippin' about all of the bricks that I hide in the kitchen, I'm always in trouble
Tell her "don't trip, man the day I get rich imma buy you a house", she said "baby, I love you"
Come from the mud
There's blood on that money
There's blood on them drugs
All of these niggas insistin they thugs
You can get hit with a pistol and slugs
Bro just called my phone, and he said "stoner lets hit this lick, this day"
Told my nigga I'm with it, man lets get it, we gon' get rich today
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