Gucci Mane, K Camp - Bet Money lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
Kristopher Thomas Campbell
[Gucci Mane, K Camp - Bet Money lyrics]
Break a 9 to a bunch of
Dimes then you grind up
Money got me showin my ass can't
Even hold my pants up
20 niggas standin on the Flat all getting off
Found a junkie dead in Brooke
Lake with his hands sawed
Try me in the 6 I'm gone raise this 45 up
Shave a brick put it back
Together that's a lineup
Remix the chick use a little
Cut that's a temp fade
And if he got a chopper
Never ever bring a switchblade
I'm a multimillionaire I gotta
Couple hundred on me
And I'm a mack I tote a strap
I make you stick yourself like tony
I'd give a nigga my whole stash if
He can take this jewelry off me
And I'm so bossy in my office
Smoking Kush and sipping coffee
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
Money is the motive if you speak
It then I'm with ya
Any sideline nigga they get
Cropped out the picture
If you ask me yeah I'm ready
Got your ho on a mission
Catch me running through your city
Like a damn politician
Boy I'm all about a check
She don't ask no questions
Boy she all about the neck
Say she wanna crash
So I let my partners wreck
Lookin at a nigga that stay flyer than a jet
They don't hear me yet
I'mma get that check bet money
Y'all niggas out here funny
You know a young nigga on the go
Gotta have that green like Gumby
I'm a fool with the dough too clumsy
On the clock Monday through Sunday
Everyday I gotta get that money
And I learned that from the big homie
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
I'm like LL in I'm Bad
Gripping that fucking walkie talkie
Then you lost me when you said you'd
Never cross me then you crossed me
And these hoes catch the
Vapors like Biz Markie
And since they brought me these keys
Niggas idolize me
Critics criticize me, haters sabotage me
I get angry then I come
Through in a camouflaged v
Better recognize that my killers
Ain't gonna jeopardize me
I know these fuck niggas wish
They could paralyze me
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
Dimes then you grind up
Money got me showin my ass can't
Even hold my pants up
20 niggas standin on the Flat all getting off
Found a junkie dead in Brooke
Lake with his hands sawed
Try me in the 6 I'm gone raise this 45 up
Shave a brick put it back
Together that's a lineup
Remix the chick use a little
Cut that's a temp fade
And if he got a chopper
Never ever bring a switchblade
I'm a multimillionaire I gotta
Couple hundred on me
And I'm a mack I tote a strap
I make you stick yourself like tony
I'd give a nigga my whole stash if
He can take this jewelry off me
And I'm so bossy in my office
Smoking Kush and sipping coffee
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
Money is the motive if you speak
It then I'm with ya
Any sideline nigga they get
Cropped out the picture
If you ask me yeah I'm ready
Got your ho on a mission
Catch me running through your city
Like a damn politician
Boy I'm all about a check
She don't ask no questions
Boy she all about the neck
Say she wanna crash
So I let my partners wreck
Lookin at a nigga that stay flyer than a jet
They don't hear me yet
I'mma get that check bet money
Y'all niggas out here funny
You know a young nigga on the go
Gotta have that green like Gumby
I'm a fool with the dough too clumsy
On the clock Monday through Sunday
Everyday I gotta get that money
And I learned that from the big homie
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
I'm like LL in I'm Bad
Gripping that fucking walkie talkie
Then you lost me when you said you'd
Never cross me then you crossed me
And these hoes catch the
Vapors like Biz Markie
And since they brought me these keys
Niggas idolize me
Critics criticize me, haters sabotage me
I get angry then I come
Through in a camouflaged v
Better recognize that my killers
Ain't gonna jeopardize me
I know these fuck niggas wish
They could paralyze me
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all n out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money
They said I couldn't get rich
Out here bet money
All that sideline talk don't make no money
Bout that bread y'all niggas
Out here too funny
Hit yo bitch then leave her with no money