I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
For a feature gone cost ya some money
Presidential like Obama
Brand new Rolex this shit just for my mama
Niggas know just how I'm bumming
30 on me like Nick Cannon I'm drumming
Drug money got me thumbing
Smell the Dodie niggas know that I'm coming
Why them niggas get to running
They ain't want smoke cause that cancer shit hunting
With my slimes Inna 100's
F*ck the 12 niggas know how I'm coming
If you want smoke hit my line then
Got them shooters lined up like some linemen
Me and mally we both snuck the iron in
And if they bug they go die then
I just wanna take care of my mama
You can keep the shrimp from Benihanas
I pull up in a foreign no hummer
Mba we the legends of the summer
I used to be stressing bout commas
Now this cash it come quick throw them dollars
I get to that money no problem
Bitch you can catch me out here it's the summer
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
Gotta make it to the top I'm tryna get rich I ain't talking no lotto
Niggas hating on the daily hating on my life but never finna take it
Never put me on the pavement
Man these niggas so crazy
Baby I'm the realest and I'm 10 toes down nigga no replacing
If you getting to the bag you don't need to prove it nigga no debating
Never switching up on my niggas them brothers I ain't never changing
You fell in love with the streets
Boa I fell in love with the bag
And I gotta get it by any means
So you know I had got off my ass
If you a goofy and we hit a kick
Just know you ain't getting yo half
And even though I failed the class
I always been good at the math
So if you think you finna play me nigga
Leave a blood pool like a bath
Got a chance you ain't take it nigga
Now yo brains onna dash
Mba Otto - Bout Dollars (feat. Mba Kwill) Lyrics
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I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
For a feature gone cost ya some money
Presidential like Obama
Brand new Rolex this shit just for my mama
Niggas know just how I'm bumming
30 on me like Nick Cannon I'm drumming
Drug money got me thumbing
Smell the Dodie niggas know that I'm coming
Why them niggas get to running
They ain't want smoke cause that cancer shit hunting
With my slimes Inna 100's
F*ck the 12 niggas know how I'm coming
If you want smoke hit my line then
Got them shooters lined up like some linemen
Me and mally we both snuck the iron in
And if they bug they go die then
I just wanna take care of my mama
You can keep the shrimp from Benihanas
I pull up in a foreign no hummer
Mba we the legends of the summer
I used to be stressing bout commas
Now this cash it come quick throw them dollars
I get to that money no problem
Bitch you can catch me out here it's the summer
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
Gotta make it to the top I'm tryna get rich I ain't talking no lotto
Niggas hating on the daily hating on my life but never finna take it
Never put me on the pavement
Man these niggas so crazy
Baby I'm the realest and I'm 10 toes down nigga no replacing
If you getting to the bag you don't need to prove it nigga no debating
Never switching up on my niggas them brothers I ain't never changing
You fell in love with the streets
Boa I fell in love with the bag
And I gotta get it by any means
So you know I had got off my ass
If you a goofy and we hit a kick
Just know you ain't getting yo half
And even though I failed the class
I always been good at the math
So if you think you finna play me nigga
Leave a blood pool like a bath
Got a chance you ain't take it nigga
Now yo brains onna dash
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
For a feature gone cost ya some money
Presidential like Obama
Brand new Rolex this shit just for my mama
Niggas know just how I'm bumming
30 on me like Nick Cannon I'm drumming
Drug money got me thumbing
Smell the Dodie niggas know that I'm coming
Why them niggas get to running
They ain't want smoke cause that cancer shit hunting
With my slimes Inna 100's
F*ck the 12 niggas know how I'm coming
If you want smoke hit my line then
Got them shooters lined up like some linemen
Me and mally we both snuck the iron in
And if they bug they go die then
I just wanna take care of my mama
You can keep the shrimp from Benihanas
I pull up in a foreign no hummer
Mba we the legends of the summer
I used to be stressing bout commas
Now this cash it come quick throw them dollars
I get to that money no problem
Bitch you can catch me out here it's the summer
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
I used to be stressing bout dollars
Now I'm up counting that gwoula
I gotta take care of my mama
Gotta get it no excuses no problems
Gotta make it to the top I'm tryna get rich I ain't talking no lotto
Niggas hating on the daily hating on my life but never finna take it
Never put me on the pavement
Man these niggas so crazy
Baby I'm the realest and I'm 10 toes down nigga no replacing
If you getting to the bag you don't need to prove it nigga no debating
Never switching up on my niggas them brothers I ain't never changing
You fell in love with the streets
Boa I fell in love with the bag
And I gotta get it by any means
So you know I had got off my ass
If you a goofy and we hit a kick
Just know you ain't getting yo half
And even though I failed the class
I always been good at the math
So if you think you finna play me nigga
Leave a blood pool like a bath
Got a chance you ain't take it nigga
Now yo brains onna dash
Writer: Kamal Williams, Tavier Meauhead
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid