Get Your Money Up - Giggs

Imma let 'em 'ave it

Half a box on the scales hurry up and bag it

Bag it, wrap it, tie it, wrap it, wrap it

Shit’s moving mad fast hurry up and grab it

We bus it up with magic

Putting too much mix you fucking up the package

Sometimes a brick’s mad tough hurry up and smash it

It’s like a factory the way we got them packs inside

Had a bad day looking for a strap to buy

And i’m trying to get my stacks to fly

And the is scale fucking up i think the battery died

In the back seat, get my nigga lap to drive

The one that banned me is fucking up my cash supply

Understand me nigga when the packs arrive Imma bust it up and get that fucking

maxi size

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See the way I show niggas get their money up

If you know you get it in then put your collar up

Put your pounds up, put your dollars up

Feds tried to jump me but i swallowed them

Fuck that I’m ignoring them

for some 36 more and he borrowed them so i followed him

Well you can get 'em back tomorrow then

Shit’s nuts now i got mad people to see

In a rush now, got to meet Peter and Lee

And i got to meet Rita and Stevie for three

Tell 'em all 45 and that’s as sweet as can be

Now other niggas trapping looking measly to me

Niggas with some big business want to reason with me

And the reason being cause i got greasiest team

Hollowman, SN1 i brought some to see

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