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letra de gettin money - polo g

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[chorus]
ride till we die, we just blast, we don’t fight, and we laugh and we cry, it get sad on our side
taking drugs to get high, i might crash on this flight, addicted to this fast life got cash on my mind
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)

[verse 1]
and i spent like six thousand on this saint laurent jacket
gotta understand each other just to keep our bond balanced
i’m just waitin’ on my crown, i’m tryna reach lebron status
knee deep up in that field, throwin’ bullets, john madden
grew up in that war, i’m talkin’ vietnam action
prepare for any issue, b-tch, we round applause clappin’
ttg forever and i’m k!lla mob cappin’
i was chasin’ hood fame with some block stars, trapping
i’m with my brothers, n-gga, f-ck friends
i might get groovy off the henny in my drunk dance
he starin’ too hard at this jewelry, then that pump spray
glock .23 will knock a n-gga out his jumpman’s
[chorus]
ride till we die, we just blast, we don’t fight, and we laugh and we cry, it get sad on our side
taking drugs to get high, i might crash on this flight, addicted to this fast life got cash on my mind
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)

[verse 2]
i’m just tryna see another million through this pandemic, broski off them xans tripping, and i dropped a g, they caught my mans slipping
we tryna score this sh-t for real this ain’t no d-mn scrimmage, if you ain’t 1300 mind yo d-mn business, any n-gga can get it
better keep yo shoes tied in that one before that trance hit it
thought we’d be thugging till the end but god planned different
ain’t gotta sneak diss my n-gga cause i can handle the truth
no i won’t tweet sh-t, my n-gga, just let them animals loose
know this a cold world, glizzy in my canada goose
man gone, so keep sh-t, my n-gga keep a hammer or two
us against them like its family feud, oh
rip lil bid he died with this tool

[chorus]
ride till we die, we just blast, we don’t fight, and we laugh and we cry, it get sad on our side
taking drugs to get high, i might crash on this flight, addicted to this fast life got cash on my mind
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)
we just getting money (ay)

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