Lyrics Let’s Get Money by Destroy Lonely

Turnt up, no I don't give a f**k
Yeah, yeah, yeah, turnt up, no I don't give a f**k
Top Floor Boss
Turnt up, no I don't give a f**k
B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up
B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up

B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up
B*t*h, I don't give a f**k
Came in that b*t*h with my boys, we in that b*t*h shootin' it up
These n***as, they lamer than f**k
My jeans, they tighter than f**k
I keep them racks in them b*t*hes they stuck
I told these b*t*hes to run me my money
Checks, I need em
Checks, I'm finna go get em
Yeah, sex I need it
Your b*t*h she finna come get it
I'm in this b*t*h and I'm geeked up
B*t*h and you know that I'm chilling
I'm in this b*t*h and I'm geeked up

Bald head b*t*h call her Krilllin
Come in this b*t*h and we killin
All black sh*t when I come through b*t*h
And you know that this sh*t be the Ricky
Chopstick make a f**k n***a [?]
Came in this b*t*h and your b*t*h wanna touch me
On the top floor b*t*h and this sh*t really comfy
Did this sh*t by myself no I didn't have no company
B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up
B*t*h, I don't give a f**k
Came in that b*t*h with my boys, we in that b*t*h shootin' it up
These n***as, they lamer than f**k
My jeans, they tighter than f**k
I keep them racks in them b*t*hes they stuck
I told these b*t*hes to run me my money
B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up
B*t*h, I don't give a f**k
Came in that b*t*h with my boys, we in that b*t*h shootin' it up
These n***as, they lamer than f**k
My jeans, they tighter than f**k
I keep them racks in them b*t*hes they stuck
I told these b*t*hes to run me my money
Checks, I need em
Checks, I'm finna go get em
Yeah, sex I need it
Your b*t*h she finna come get it
I'm in this b*t*h and I'm geeked up
B*t*h and you know that I'm chilling
I'm in this b*t*h and I'm geeked up

Bald head b*t*h call her Krillin
Come in this b*t*h and we killin
All black sh*t when I come through b*t*h
And you know that this sh*t be the Ricky
Chopstick make a f**k n***a [?]
Came in this b*t*h and your b*t*h wanna touch me
On the top floor b*t*h and this sh*t really comfy
Did this sh*t by myself no I didn't have no company
B*t*h, you know that I'm turnt up
B*t*h, I don't give a f**k
Came in that b*t*h with my boys, we in that b*t*h shootin' it up
These n***as, they lamer than f**k
My jeans, they tighter than f**k
I keep them racks in them b*t*hes they stuck
I told these b*t*hes to run me my money

Turnt up, no I don't give a f**k
Yeah, yeah, yeah, turnt up, no I don't give a f**k
Top Floor Boss