Maxo Kream - 8 Figures lyrics

[Part 1] [Intro] D.A. got that dope [Pre-Chorus] When you get some money, whatchu 'gon do with it? Put the money up, or act a fool with it Run the money up, get rich with your clique Or fu*k the money up, trickle off on the b*tch You should put the money up, go stack it, huh Double up, commas and brackets Grown man on Instagram cappin' Hold them bands but he not payin' taxes [Chorus] You ain't really makin' money 'til you make eight figures Everybody want a bag, but they won't go get it Tryna make fast money, but they fu*k it up quicker You ain't really gettin' money 'til you make eight figures When the feds caught my dad, only had one million Should've had nine more, put up in the ceilin' Everybody want a bag, nobody wanna work All the ni**as wanna trap, all the girls wanna twerk Everybody act hard, 'til somebody get hurt Yeah, it broke his mama heart, when they put him on a shirt Put the bag on your head, then they put you in the dirt Put a price on your top, what your life really worth? Tryna get fast cash just to fu*k it up quicker You ain't really got cash 'til you got eight figures [Verse 1] I been gettin' street money ever since I was little Seen ni**as at the store sellin' dope, drug dealers Seen ni**as checkin' hoes on the stroll, they was pimps Seen my bro kick a door, then I saw a little kid in Gotta get it how you can, I'm just tryna make a livin' Seen my daddy do a scam, came back with a million Then they shot him in the hand, fu*k ni**a tried to kill him Seen that ni**a lose everything he have, shootin' dice Ran off on the plug, ain't doing things twice Same ni**a caught a slug, had to pay with his life Everybody so cool, everybody got a tool Everybody go to school, nobody doin' work Everybody want a bag, everybody wanna rap All the ni**as wanna trap, all the hoes wanna twerk [Pre-Chorus] When you get the bag, whatchu gonna do with it? Put the money up, or act a fool with it Run the money up, get rich with your clique Or fu*k the money up, go trick on a b*tch You should put the money up, go stack it Double up, commas and brackets Grown man on Instagram cappin' Hold them bands but he not payin' taxes [Chorus] Ain't really makin' money 'til you make eight figures Everybody want a bag, but they won't go get it Tryna make fast money, but they fu*k it up quicker You ain't really gettin' money 'til you make eight figures When the feds caught my dad, only had one million Should've had nine more, put up in the ceiling Everybody want a bag, nobody wanna work All the ni**as wanna trap, all the girls wanna twerk Everybody act hard, 'til somebody get hurt Yeah it broke his mama heart, when they put him on a shirt Put the bag on your head, then they put you in the dirt Put a price on your top, what your life really worth? Tryna get fast cash just to fu*k it up quicker You ain't really got cash 'til you got eight figures [Pre-Chorus] When you get the bag, whatchu gonna do with it? Put the money up, or act a fool with it Run the money up, get rich with your clique Or fu*k the money up, go trick on a b*tch You should put the money up, go stack it Double up, commas and brackets I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a Rollie and ice a Patek fu*k up a check [Part 2] [Refrain] What the fu*k you expect? I got cash on deck, thumbin' through checks In the back of the 'Bach, huh Hoppin' out, racks on racks Hi-Tech red, don't really sip Act', huh Hoppin' on the jet with a TEC, huh Mac in my lap Hoppin' out the PJ, straps on straps Jumpman bread flip a check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mike Jumpman bread flip a check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mikes, huh Check had no chance like I'm Yeezy Had to go earn my stripes I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a Rollie and ice a Patek fu*k up a check [Verse 2] Cash on deck Thumbin' through stacks in the back of the 'Bach fu*k it up at Neiman's I'ma act an ass up in Saks Hoppin' out, racks on racks (Diamond water baguettes) Cash on deck Thumbin' through stacks in the back of the 'Bach fu*k it up at Neiman's I'ma act an ass up in Saks Hoppin' out, racks on racks (I'ma fu*k up a check) [Pre-Chorus] When you get the money, whatchu 'gon do with it? Put the money up, or act a fool with it Run the money up, get rich with your clique Or fu*k the money up, go trick on the b*tch You should put the money up, go stack it, huh Double up, commas and fractions I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a Rollie and ice a Patek fu*k up a check [Refrain] What the fu*k you expect? I got cash on deck, thumbin' through checks In the back of the 'Bach, huh Hoppin' out, racks on racks Hi-Tech red, don't really sip Act', huh Hoppin' on the jet with a TEC, huh Mac in my lap Hoppin' out the PJ, straps on straps Jumpman bread flip a check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mike Jumpman bread flip a check like Mike, huh Prestos, Off-White Mikes, huh Check had no chance like I'm Yeezy Had to go earn my stripes I'ma go flood out my neck Bust down a Rollie and ice a Patek fu*k up a check