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GET THAT MONEY ALL BREAD (feat. Kaya 777)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Jones
Cameron Jones
Songwriter
Kaya Darby
Kaya Darby
Songwriter
Sachy
Sachy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sachy Beats
Sachy Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Well it's the MisterJownz When niggas try to envy I turn it into a frenzy And I got young Kaya with me, but ever since I left the city You been acting real shitty and you know that got me Stuck in my head about everything that you said You got these niggas hiding, not talking under the bed From you, that shit hit differently guess niggas don't understand Niggas ain't give a fuck that's why they fucking up they bread Why they fucking up they bread? Get that money all bread stack it, lego man And when they try to count it, you tell them its infinite Cause when she caught that body, they treated her just like meg And I ain't have to cheat my way to the top, they using Chegg Yo listen, long live bankroll, long live juice, long live pop smoke No matter how you spin it in the end I'm going to win I am not Matt Ryan, I will not choke They not hot, they on cold, Mister Jownz still got my flows They know to get the job, just like Serena Williams, Tommy, and Ghost Tell them to speak my language, I undertook what Kane did I done seen all the stars spangled, catelogue will be more long than tangled Do you get the pictures Vincent Van Goh Nigga is fried just like Bojangles, they want to go out the window Then I'm going to kill them rap niggas simply, Chef boyard Kimbo Well it's the MisterJownz When niggas try to envy I turn it into a frenzy And I got young Kaya with me, but ever since I left the city You been acting real shitty and you know that got me Stuck in my head about everything that you said You got these niggas hiding, not talking under the bed From you, that shit hit differently guess niggas don't understand Niggas ain't give a fuck that's why they fucking up they bread Why they fucking up they bread? I can't go without bread that shit fucking up my head, Kaya not from New York but I put that on my deads A good day for me is when I do my money dance I'm picky about the threads I got on Margiela pants I swear I love the fetty, keep one eye open like fetty When I sleep nigga I'm ready I don't condone the violence but when we step we step heavy Don't want to go bar to bar with us because nigga we'll bury ya
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