Getcha Money - OJ Da Juiceman

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental

Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

I been trapping like a bitch, nigga

I’m down with the shit, nigga

Run up on me wrong, you can get banana split, nigga

I’m from Zone 6, nigga

Yeah I fucked your bitch, nigga

Thousand dollar kicks, nigga

Yeah I bust them bricks, nigga

Standing in the kitchen and you know I’m cooking fish, nigga

Finna get some money while you looking like a bitch, nigga

Polo, don’t do Hilfiger

Hit your baby momma with the dill pickle

Working with the bag, boy I’m playing with the check

Posted in the trap with a brand new 'Vette

OG gas sent in from the west

17 shots named Smith & Wess'

Drinking up the oil like a nigga from Texas

You ain’t no killer, you just shooting niggas texts’s

Always pussy, nigga I ain’t ever flexing

Sucker nigga still don’t get no message

'Til the crime scene get real real messy

Nigga, fuck nigga gon' wind up missing

On a T-shirt, folks crying like bitches

Sucker nigga shouldn’t have been chasing them riches

Sitting 'round talking like y’all some hoes!

Knew y’all fuck niggas raised like bitches

Young Juiceman, I’m straight up official

Quick to shoot a rock like my name Derrick Fisher

Hundred pack of mid just sent the nigga a picture

Four 36, boy you know I got to flip 'em

Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental

Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

I got money on my mental, I spent 10 racks on my dental

Man you know I got them birds when you see me riding rental

36 zips in a all white Jeep

20 whole thousand, just sell a nigga a split

Posted in the trap selling tight

Headlock the street, got the game vice gripped

Glock 27 with the index grip

Gun, nigga come get dripped

Banana with the monkey but a nigga don’t slip

Pull up to the club and my rims lipstick

Had baby momma, bitch want the dick

All this ice, looking like a light switch

Hundred thousand dollars, spent it on my right wrist

Came from the valley but a nigga sell fish

Bomb like cable cause I got customers around this bitch like Dish

Blake Griffin in the pot, plug like Chris Paul, boy he threw an assist!

Now I’m standing in the kitchen playing with the chicken, young Juiceman work

his wrist!

Then I «Skrrt, skrrt» in the pot, «Skkrt, skrrt» in the pot, Juiceman cooking

bricks!

Zatarrain’s (3x)

Young Juiceman cooking fish!

Now I’m posted at the Texaco with a big bomb, Young Juiceman tryna get rich!

Watching for the pigs, watching for the robbers but the Juiceman ain’t no bitch!

Working with a 30, bomb in the bushes right beside the stick!

Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental

Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga

Run your bands up

Getcha money, young nigga