Who told the boys that they on the side?
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(getting money ain't new to the boy)
That's just how it is, the money's in my future, I see it
Talkin' bout money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talkin' bout moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
I spend a couple months, give my brain a couple days
The OGs say it takes time, my girl remind me of my pace
My gun remind me that these niggas try meh and the birds, remind me of the packaging
Sometimes it get crunch time, and thoughts go, where your partners been?
Turn L to a W
Boy, you're talented
Turn down everything to balance it
20's-50's-100 band-Palace
Turn 100 bands to a f*ckin' bounty
Wear Armani or Givenchy
Turn Rick Owens to a f*ckin' contact
(Hunnid bands)
I'm thinkin' bout buyin' a AMGs, slam' that muhf*cker, stay in contact
(contact)
Stay behind my back, ATl, stay around from the flats
Don't gotta watch around my back, I'm a CEO, I don't have attack
Who told the boys that they on the side?
(That's how it is)
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
Yeah
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me
Ride around with my clutch, I remember everything that I touch
The boss in me just won't let a lame nigga get around us
I don't listen to much, put two hands on her ass and punch
Torso turning to shade, the way that I'm hitting this pussy too much
If you had my mind, you'd get traumatized, I think about plans too much
I know I went crazy when I thought about monetizing these niggas' trust
Spent a couple months out the studio, came back, man, this shit's too easy
I'm basically saying I got a sixth sense of knowing when the streets need me
I treat it like drugs, I know when these niggas be feening the plug
I guess I gotta apologize, cause I just realized, gotta get bands to get this shit up
(That's real talk. That's how I feel)
Who told the boys that they on the side?
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(You what I'm sayin, the money's in my future, I see it)
Talking about money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talking about moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
The OGs say it take time, my girl remind me of my pace
Lestat - Whatever It Takez Lyrics
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Who told the boys that they on the side?
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(getting money ain't new to the boy)
That's just how it is, the money's in my future, I see it
Talkin' bout money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talkin' bout moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
I spend a couple months, give my brain a couple days
The OGs say it takes time, my girl remind me of my pace
My gun remind me that these niggas try meh and the birds, remind me of the packaging
Sometimes it get crunch time, and thoughts go, where your partners been?
Turn L to a W
Boy, you're talented
Turn down everything to balance it
20's-50's-100 band-Palace
Turn 100 bands to a f*ckin' bounty
Wear Armani or Givenchy
Turn Rick Owens to a f*ckin' contact
(Hunnid bands)
I'm thinkin' bout buyin' a AMGs, slam' that muhf*cker, stay in contact
(contact)
Stay behind my back, ATl, stay around from the flats
Don't gotta watch around my back, I'm a CEO, I don't have attack
Who told the boys that they on the side?
(That's how it is)
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
Yeah
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me
Ride around with my clutch, I remember everything that I touch
The boss in me just won't let a lame nigga get around us
I don't listen to much, put two hands on her ass and punch
Torso turning to shade, the way that I'm hitting this pussy too much
If you had my mind, you'd get traumatized, I think about plans too much
I know I went crazy when I thought about monetizing these niggas' trust
Spent a couple months out the studio, came back, man, this shit's too easy
I'm basically saying I got a sixth sense of knowing when the streets need me
I treat it like drugs, I know when these niggas be feening the plug
I guess I gotta apologize, cause I just realized, gotta get bands to get this shit up
(That's real talk. That's how I feel)
Who told the boys that they on the side?
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(You what I'm sayin, the money's in my future, I see it)
Talking about money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talking about moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
The OGs say it take time, my girl remind me of my pace
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(getting money ain't new to the boy)
That's just how it is, the money's in my future, I see it
Talkin' bout money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talkin' bout moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
I spend a couple months, give my brain a couple days
The OGs say it takes time, my girl remind me of my pace
My gun remind me that these niggas try meh and the birds, remind me of the packaging
Sometimes it get crunch time, and thoughts go, where your partners been?
Turn L to a W
Boy, you're talented
Turn down everything to balance it
20's-50's-100 band-Palace
Turn 100 bands to a f*ckin' bounty
Wear Armani or Givenchy
Turn Rick Owens to a f*ckin' contact
(Hunnid bands)
I'm thinkin' bout buyin' a AMGs, slam' that muhf*cker, stay in contact
(contact)
Stay behind my back, ATl, stay around from the flats
Don't gotta watch around my back, I'm a CEO, I don't have attack
Who told the boys that they on the side?
(That's how it is)
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
Yeah
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Yeah, getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me
Ride around with my clutch, I remember everything that I touch
The boss in me just won't let a lame nigga get around us
I don't listen to much, put two hands on her ass and punch
Torso turning to shade, the way that I'm hitting this pussy too much
If you had my mind, you'd get traumatized, I think about plans too much
I know I went crazy when I thought about monetizing these niggas' trust
Spent a couple months out the studio, came back, man, this shit's too easy
I'm basically saying I got a sixth sense of knowing when the streets need me
I treat it like drugs, I know when these niggas be feening the plug
I guess I gotta apologize, cause I just realized, gotta get bands to get this shit up
(That's real talk. That's how I feel)
Who told the boys that they on the side?
Who told the boys that they got to ride?
It ain't news to the boy that I got the ties Yeah
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
Getting money ain't new to the boy
Hit me on the line
(You what I'm sayin, the money's in my future, I see it)
Talking about money, jewelry, everything in my safe
I'm talking about moving bricks, bitch do whatever it takez
The OGs say it take time, my girl remind me of my pace
Writer: Brontee Nunnally
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid