Get Money Girl Lyrics by Latto
Hey, Trey, I wanna ask you, hey
What do you think about these ballers?
Yeah, I know y’all got ballers in Miami
What do you think about these ballers in ATL, baby?
I mean, look at them all the same all over the world
I mean, you only can ball for so long, I’m a baller
So I don’t really care about no baller
I need all my bitches to get money to the front
You ain’t got a bag, this gon’ make you get one
Tuh
Bitch, I’m a get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch
I’m a get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch (Bitch)
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch
Hatin’-hoes don’t like me (Bitter)
But all the lesbos wanna date me (Scissor)
Could pull a million out, won’t need notice (Bigger)
Goin’ broke is very unlikely (Never)
Camera’s out when I’m with my sister (My sister)
They keepin’ up with us like Kylie (Like Kylie)
Latto is a real pin pusher (Facts)
It’s me behind these bars like Rice Street (Relax)
These niggas be some cheetahs like my panties (My panties)
These bitches need a chair, they can’t stand me (Ho, sit down)
This Rolex on my wrist on TikTok (Tuh, tuh)
But I get to the bag, y’all fancy (Bitch)
Bitch, I’m a get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch
I’m a get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch (Bitch)
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch
I’m runnin’ up a bag, I got stamina (Goals)
She in the house hurt like she’s Tamela (Bow)
These jeans huggin’ on me like they miss me (Wow)
Bitch, I don’t need a tailor like Olandria (No)
This nigga thought I was playing games (But I ain’t)
‘Til I went up on them like I did Jermaine (Rap games)
Sought the friends, but I came from South Claim (On a plane)
I am Gia on my clothes and my chain (Gia)
I only get along with a get-money-girl (That’s all)
Big mama books all around the world (Five hunnid thou’)
Be still from the nigga hit the Heisman (Bow, bow)
Say he a get money nigga, but he lying
Bitch, I’m a get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Get money girl, get money girl
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch
I’m a get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Get money girl (Money), get money girl (Money)
Go get you a bag, sis, get you a bag, bitch (Bitch)
Go get you a bag, sis if you a bad bitch