Get Rich

[Intro]
(Don't touch my GRP$)

[Chorus: IceBirds & 44 OakBoy]
Ayy, don't know 'bout you, I'ma get to the business
Remember weighin' up all the pounds in the kitchen
Hop in the foreign, your girl, she went missin'
Get rich, young nigga tryna get rich, that's it
You got you a bag and got your first kit
Niggas pick sides, I don't know how to switch
I hopped in the game just to get rich
Just to get rich, that's it
Ayy, jump in that water, I need me a medal
Tryna get money, it fill up my schedule
They know we the realest, it ain't no one better
I was down bad, had to get it together
Switchin' lanes, yeah, I'm slidin' through the D
Doin' the dash with that pole on the side of the seat
You can get it right now, you can get it for cheap
Fresh to death like I'm servin' them keys
Heard he goin' broke, better turn a new leaf
Ain't built for this, you need to get out the streets
Tryna be cool and get tricked out the streets

[Verse 1: 44 OakBoy & IceBirds]
I get 'em in, get 'em out, put a date on it (Nigga)
Chasin' that money, no, I didn't wait on it
Stuck in the trap, he put that AK on me
Still 'til this day, man, I can't believe it
Done got a lil' older, can't wait to see him
Got more motion than the nigga you callin' big homie
Can't leave it at home, it gotta stay on me
Can't go out like Ricky
5.56 with an extra mag, can't let 'em do me like 50
Nigga talkin' racks, we got plenty
Stood ten tall in the trenches (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: IceBirds]
Give a fuck about you, gotta get to the riches
Young nigga been had bitches
Now havin' yougins with switches
Still sippin' lean, it fuck up my kidneys (Don't touch my GRP$, ayy, ayy)
I put this shit on and it's in me (Woah)
I'm tryna go stack up a fifty (Fifty)
My nigga, let's stack up these Benjis
We gonna get to that money, no problem
Out in the field, I'm the number one option
Kill 'em, go get 'em a coffin (Woah)
Finessin' and juugin', and steal way too often
I got the drip you get lost in (Ayy)
Not talkin' 'bout pasta, I'm saucin'
Livin' hood rich, we gotta stay flossin'
You know it ain't za if you is not coughin'
Wake up and fill up your pockets with Boston
Like the Celtics
If we got bread together, then I won't forget it
Stay with IceBirds, we gon' run up the digits
Put her in a chain, got my girl lookin' fridget

[Chorus: 44 OakBoy & IceBirds]
Switchin' lanes, yeah, I'm slidin' through the D
Doin' the dash with that pole on the side of the seat
You can get it right now, you can get it for cheap
Fresh to death like I'm servin' them keys
Heard he goin' broke, better turn a new leaf
Ain't built for this, you need to get out the streets
Tryna be cool and get tricked out the streets (Ayy)
Ayy, don't know 'bout you, I'ma get to the business (Nigga)
Remember weighin' up all the pounds in the kitchen
Hop in the foreign, your girl, she went missin'
Get rich, young nigga tryna get rich, that's it
You got you a bag and got your first kit
Niggas pick sides, I don't know how to switch
I hopped in the game just to get rich
Just to get rich, that's it