[Intro: Kreayshawn]
Go and get ya shine on
Go, go and get ya shine on
Go, go and get ya grind on
Go, go and get ya shine on

[Verse 1: CupcakKe]
Feelin' like a buck, what the fuck you feelin' like? (That money)
Dead these hoes, that's a fuckin' piece of pie
Do it once and it's right, I ain't gotta do it twice
Numbers keep rollin' in like I'm out shootin' dice
Fuck who don't like, I end shit like periods
Bitches crampin' my style like they up on their period
They lazy with the shits, I'm never on bed rest
Keep track of my own money, I don't need FedEx
I keep it wavy like do-rags, bitch, I know that you mad
Walk a day up in my shoes, bet you get a shoe bag
All about a new rack, if you broke move back
Teach 'em how to style, so Louis V. is my school bag
Could take a shit in a tub and I bet these hoes clone it
Callin' me a bro, little hoe, I'm not Jonas
Bitch, I want a bonus, more money, I want it
Work so hard for these coins, my feet got coins on it

[Hook: Kreayshawn]
It's not me who's actin' funny
Since I made a little money
Go and get ya grind on
Go and get ya shine on
It's not me who's actin' funny
Since I made a little money
Go and get ya grind on
Go and get ya shine on
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