Get The Loot by DAJ Lyrics
Dzale Dollaz:
I know a bitch from NY
I met her in Cali
She got a spot in AZ
But trap in Nevada
She keep a Benz in Miami
Her other car is a charger
She wear her weave to her ass and boy that thing is enormous
And she paid cash for it
Took that flight out to Florida
On some lowkey shit
But yeah all her diamonds is flawless
Taught to go and demand it
Never leave empty handed
She pay for game not dick
And faggots can’t understand
Chorus x2:
She get the loot
She get the bag
Hop on a flight
Straight to the cash
Hop on a jet
Fuck up a check
Wake up tomorrow
& do it again
Daj:
Yeah
Yeah
Shorty for the chains and the ring go insane
I take little drug cause it take little pain
She gotta change for the change
I don’t change
If it ain’t her money or her picture, I don’t take
She know I’m serious, she can see it in my face
She came to the trap, she seen me making hella cake
Next thing you know, she put that cake up in my face
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Gumbo in the Pyrex
Glock rub on me like dry sex
Me and my nigga took over apartments
He’ll shoot a nigga that wants smoke just like a cartridge
Eviction notice on the motherfucking door henge
It ain’t nothing we can do but come back in a foreign
She know I’ll break the door in the before I’m the door man
So now she giving brain like she went to Morehead
We made agreement that this shit is about the chip
If I was made by God, then shit, that’s what I’m is
I saw that nigga, he was slipping hard as shit
I told my nigga, he been looking for a lick
She like that hit, yeah she like that shit
She like how I roll with the 30 pipe and Shìt
How I hold the dice and shit
How I roll the dice and shit
Yeah, Yeah
Chorus x2:
She get the loot
She get the bag
Hop on a flight
Straight to the cash
Hop on a jet
Fuck up a check
Wake up tomorrow
& do it again
I know a bitch from NY
I met her in Cali
She got a spot in AZ
But trap in Nevada
She keep a Benz in Miami
Her other car is a charger
She wear her weave to her ass and boy that thing is enormous
And she paid cash for it
Took that flight out to Florida
On some lowkey shit
But yeah all her diamonds is flawless
Taught to go and demand it
Never leave empty handed
She pay for game not dick
And faggots can’t understand
Chorus x2:
She get the loot
She get the bag
Hop on a flight
Straight to the cash
Hop on a jet
Fuck up a check
Wake up tomorrow
& do it again
Daj:
Yeah
Yeah
Shorty for the chains and the ring go insane
I take little drug cause it take little pain
She gotta change for the change
I don’t change
If it ain’t her money or her picture, I don’t take
She know I’m serious, she can see it in my face
She came to the trap, she seen me making hella cake
Next thing you know, she put that cake up in my face
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Gumbo in the Pyrex
Glock rub on me like dry sex
Me and my nigga took over apartments
He’ll shoot a nigga that wants smoke just like a cartridge
Eviction notice on the motherfucking door henge
It ain’t nothing we can do but come back in a foreign
She know I’ll break the door in the before I’m the door man
So now she giving brain like she went to Morehead
We made agreement that this shit is about the chip
If I was made by God, then shit, that’s what I’m is
I saw that nigga, he was slipping hard as shit
I told my nigga, he been looking for a lick
She like that hit, yeah she like that shit
She like how I roll with the 30 pipe and Shìt
How I hold the dice and shit
How I roll the dice and shit
Yeah, Yeah
Chorus x2:
She get the loot
She get the bag
Hop on a flight
Straight to the cash
Hop on a jet
Fuck up a check
Wake up tomorrow
& do it again