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Elan - Gotta Get 2 It Lyrics



Elan - Gotta Get 2 It Lyrics




(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

Gotta get to it
Say he speak money, told the boy I'm fluent
If you not getting to the bread I'll do it
If you not f*ckin' on a bitch I'll do it!
I know a handful of niggas that got me
I know that none of y'all bitches can stop me
You a wanna-be if you wanna rob me
And you know them bitches prolly gon' ride me
Prolly gon' rob me yea, I don't know who I can trust
I'm ballin' out like I shoot for the bucks
Imma need two of the coupe and the truck
Yea, they wishing me luck
But that shit condescending as f*ck
On the low they wifey giving it up
Knock a pussy nigga bitch for fun yea!

I just popped one babe
Watch me babe, I might go crazy
I'm hella faded
Feel like speeding in a red Mercedes
These niggas shady
Won't go near 'em you couldn't pay me
They entertain me
F*ckin' on ya ma I'm sorry Stacey!

(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

Tell twelve they call my phone, they get the choppa
Tell twelve don't call my phone or imma spray em
(Pew pew pew)
No As-salamu Alaykum imma mace em
Treat they ass like Jason, paper chasing yea

Bitch I'm addicted to money, I do a lot just to have it
Treat me like Simi
I ain't like going to class but I never missed mathematics
Find me in a Bently, prolly with some bunnies
And you know Im letting 'em have it
Bad bitch with me, put it in her tummy
Grippin' the dick and she giving me static yea

Need to ice my wrist
Red F50 for me bitch (Yea)
Mil before 26
Yea I put that on my kids (Yea)
You see sixes on my chest, you know that's tribe shit (Yea)
You see me on IG, I'm the trending topic (Yea)

(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama
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(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

Gotta get to it
Say he speak money, told the boy I'm fluent
If you not getting to the bread I'll do it
If you not f*ckin' on a bitch I'll do it!
I know a handful of niggas that got me
I know that none of y'all bitches can stop me
You a wanna-be if you wanna rob me
And you know them bitches prolly gon' ride me
Prolly gon' rob me yea, I don't know who I can trust
I'm ballin' out like I shoot for the bucks
Imma need two of the coupe and the truck
Yea, they wishing me luck
But that shit condescending as f*ck
On the low they wifey giving it up
Knock a pussy nigga bitch for fun yea!

I just popped one babe
Watch me babe, I might go crazy
I'm hella faded
Feel like speeding in a red Mercedes
These niggas shady
Won't go near 'em you couldn't pay me
They entertain me
F*ckin' on ya ma I'm sorry Stacey!

(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

Tell twelve they call my phone, they get the choppa
Tell twelve don't call my phone or imma spray em
(Pew pew pew)
No As-salamu Alaykum imma mace em
Treat they ass like Jason, paper chasing yea

Bitch I'm addicted to money, I do a lot just to have it
Treat me like Simi
I ain't like going to class but I never missed mathematics
Find me in a Bently, prolly with some bunnies
And you know Im letting 'em have it
Bad bitch with me, put it in her tummy
Grippin' the dick and she giving me static yea

Need to ice my wrist
Red F50 for me bitch (Yea)
Mil before 26
Yea I put that on my kids (Yea)
You see sixes on my chest, you know that's tribe shit (Yea)
You see me on IG, I'm the trending topic (Yea)

(Yea)

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama

I need that money by any means I gotta get it
If you ain't talkin' bout benjamins mind ya business
If you put hands on my bitch or bro then it's a problem
Tell twelve don't call my phone I don't want no drama
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Writer: Elan Goodwin
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Performed By: Elan
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Elan Goodwin

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