Young Scooter - MCCB (K Blacka) lyrics

I seen OGs on the corner making hella sales No matter what's the weather or the cars, they on the paper trail Had bad b**hes flexin', ridin' in they coupes And to get that, I knew just what a n***a had to do I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I was just a little n***a walkin' 'round the E, I seen a lot of action Took a trip to the scene and see the OGs trapping Fifteen fees pa**ed, spend ten, you get three back I saw a rock on the stove, made the dope jump, rabbit Then bag it, left and came back at it Say K Blacka, you want this money, you can't be slacking You see this sh** I do in front of you, you know I stack it I started thinking in my head about saran wrapping He said you can be rich soon if you don't be no fool But still I took my chances trapping the green in school I asked my OG do you do any clubbing? He said that club gon' be there n***a, I'm tryna get this money I seen OGs on the corner making hella sales No matter what's the weather or the cars, they on the paper trail Had bad b**hes flexin', ridin' in they coupes And to get that, I knew just what a n***a had to do I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I'm all grown now Do what I want now Trap on that same corner Trap out that same house Where they be racks out And push packs out Got me in love with money All a n***a want is money He pull up to a yard, nobody don't stay in He open the door, I swear that b**h look like a bakery He said it's blow and you can make what you want today Don't let 'em lie to you, money change every day It do, this b**h just told me she don't s** dick Threw money on the bed and force that ho to try to swallow it You said I'm going to strip club and throw bands on the b**h You better go straight to the plug and throw bands on the brick I seen OGs on the corner making hella sales No matter what's the weather or the cars, they on the paper trail Had bad b**hes flexin', ridin' in they coupes And to get that, I knew just what a n***a had to do I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes I had to get money, cars, clothes, and b**hes