Shayla - Get Rich

Get rich
All I know is count Benjamin's
And get rich
Get rich
Stack that paper then turn around
And fake on these hater
Get your money right and move on To the next

Make the world stop
Bow down at my feet now
You already know
I'm the queen in this thang
I make em beg for it
Only tease em
Make em chase for it
Never keep em
Keep that money money flowing
Real fast
You wanna know who running ish
Just ask
Mirror mirror
Can't you see
Why everybody envying me
With the get rich gang
Except nothing under 20s
Real queens
Real queens make that money
And get rich
So sick of all these has-beans
Trying to make a come back
End up doing a back bend
Hit shows left and right
Never been nerves
When you come through
Is like a circus
I'm taking over you better watch over yo shoulder
Ima queen you more of a Billy Jean
Fall back my hustle game is too strong

Get rich
All I know is count Benjamin's
And get rich
Get rich
Stack that paper then turn around And fake on these hater
Get your money right and move on To the next

Diamonds are a girls best friend
So much money around me
Got my head just spending
Never been except chump change
Give my money off top
If not I got a guy that will bend ya block
When I pull up
I call it pop stop
Make the block rock
Just by my drop top
Give me my crown
I deserve it
Did anything worth it
Crown snatching
Oops
I did it on purpose
Big mad
Or lol mad
I'm one of a kind
Solo
Yeah I'm doing just fine
Got my money by my side
So don't be surprised if I got you Hypnotize
Ah

Get rich
All I know is count Benjamin's
And get rich
Get rich
Stack that paper then turn around And fake on these hater
Get your money right and move on To the next

Written by:
Shadaria Daniels, Shayne Johnson

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