Testo I'm Gettin' - Ray Cash
Testo della canzone I'm Gettin' (Ray Cash), tratta dall'album C.O.D.: Cash On Delivery
Yeah, uh
Yachty what it do
Feel good, so good
Gettin' paper nigga
So much paper man
Quarter mill' off "Sex Appeal"
What you know about that
Hey
Eastside, for life
I'm a Cleveland nigga I'm gon' ride till the day I die
Get high
Bury me with my own.45
Tell these haters I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my swag, the way I rap
Because you frequently might see me in your trap
Tell these haters I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my chain, my bling
Because a nigga simply do the damn thing
Tell these haters I'm gettin'
I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate fa sho'
Cause I'm out here doin' shows, gettin' dough
Quarter mill' off of "Sex Appeal", you ain't know
Now blame it on the flow, blame it on the Dro
It's a lot of niggas pissed cause I hit they ho
But it wasn't my fault, the life I bought
She lookin' at me wonderin' how much my jewels cost
I asked her was I fresh, she replied (yes)
Still captivated by the diamonds on my chest
I told her take a guess
A couple for the watch, a couple for the chain
Girl I (do the damn thang)
Don't forget the ring baby, peep my swag
Cop Dro by the jar homie, I don't fuck with bags
I'm the realest rapper that the city ever had
Rigorillaz in the building, you don't like it kiss my ass
And we down to blast, catch us hangin' out the window
If you want beef, I think you know what you in fo'
Listen here fam, I'll blam at your kin folk
Till it blast, I'm poppin' tags nigga watch me spend mo'
Cause I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my swag, the way I rap
Because you frequently might see me in your trap
Tell these haters I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my chain, my bling
Because a nigga simply do the damn thing
Tell these haters I'm gettin'
Get money (Get money)
Let 'em hate (Let 'em hate)
Rap big (Rap big)
Push weight (Push weight)
Get money (Get money)
Let 'em hate (Let 'em hate)
Rap big (Rap big)
Push weight (Push weight)
I'm gettin' that cheese
And that's why you niggas hatin' on me
See, now I understand I'm the motherfuckin' man
Doin' what I wanna do, you doin' what you can
Got my gun up in my hand, Cartier frames
Cost over a grand, man I see everything
I did it for the paper but they gave me the fame
So in return hey (do the damn thang)
I ain't here to stunt and I ain't come here to floss
I just came to tell you niggas I'm the motherfuckin' boss
And if you wanna rap it just might cost
You might win some but your ass just lost
Cause I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my swag, the way I rap
Because you frequently might see me in your trap
Tell these haters I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my chain, my bling
Because a nigga simply do the damn thing
Get money (Get money)
Let 'em hate (Let 'em hate)
Rap big (Rap big)
Push weight (Push weight)
Get money (Get money)
Let 'em hate (Let 'em hate)
Rap big (Rap big)
Push weight (Push weight)
Cause I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my swag, the way I rap
Because you frequently might see me in your trap
Tell these haters I'm gettin' that dough
I make a hater wanna hate me even mo'
Tell me is it my chain, my bling
Because a nigga simply do the damn thing
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Writer(s): Wardell Cheeks, Ronald Ferebee Jr.
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