Young Thug, Gucci Mane - My Bitches Get Money lyrics

My bitches be running
They chasing that paper
I'll serve you like waiters
I'm high like a scraper
Put a hole in your head
You look like a pacer
I'm sliming, I'm coming
Know why I look at you funny?
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
Thugger

I'm cashing out for 100 P's (Sheesh)
Put 'em straight in the trap and
Then it collect the green (Roll it)
Your bitches want to caress
The young slime king (Slime)
Your old man want to arrest
Me for some slime things
I'm a fucking king cobra (Sheesh)
Thugger, Thugger, not snitching
But I told ya (Told ya)
Catch a trip
Now they hit him with that mini chopper
(bow) i'm not talking Africans but
They say blocka blocka
I can't-I can't stop
I got young niggas standing on the block
I told him chill but he
Refused to stop selling rocks
He told me I never need license
He go shoot at cops put 'em down
Thugga run round with 100 some rounds
Serving in everyone's town (Sheesh)

My bitches be running
They chasing that paper
I'll serve you like waiters
I'm high like a scraper
Put a hole in your head
You look like a pacer
I'm sliming, I'm coming
Know why I look at you funny?
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
Thugger

These niggas ain't got no money
To dress like I dress
These niggas don't show out and
Be oh so fresh
Got red bottoms for me and my chick
My camera man got red bottoms
On 'cause I'm so rich
My bus driver wearing Louis
'cause I'm Gucci bitch
My chef got on Ferragamos
Nigga cook that shit
I got that stupid bread
My mama don't got to want for shit
I bought a hard top Lamb
Didn't even want the shit
1017 brick squad, bitch I own that shit
A nigga disrespect me
I can't condone that shit
I got a 10'O clock
Appointment at the office, trick
And pour a half a pint of
Lean in that coffee bitch

My bitches be running
They chasing that paper
I'll serve you like waiters
I'm high like a scraper
Put a hole in your head
You look like a pacer
I'm sliming, I'm coming
Know why I look at you funny?
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money
My bitches take money my bitches take money