Get Rich Quick 2017 by Kay Will Lyrics

[Into]
Let me spit that real shit
They don't let you spit that real shit
Keep it on thousand yea ohh
I just want a thousand yea ohh

(what huh
No wait uh no )

I just want a Million yea ohh uh what
I just want them Millions
Imma go and get them millions yea uhh
(Go and get them m&m's)

Woah
(Ouu) Yea
Woah
(Ouu) Yea
Woah
(Ouu) Yea
Woah
(Ouu) Yea
[Hook1]
All I wanna do is
Get rich quick
{Hold up that shit
Sound fire say it one more time}
(And it go like) (uhh )
All I wanna do is
Get rich quick
(Ight now do the verse)

[Verse1]

All I wanna do is get the bag
(Iight keep going)
Imma get it slow nd get it fast
(I know that's right)
Makin money in my sleep
So I won't crash
(Ohh don't go!)
Imma young goat
Now I want the lamb
Even tho you did me wrong
Baby I ain't mad at ya
Im with Erica
I think I'm in love with Angela
And she friends with Pamela
Some one that I wanna fuck
Married to the streets
Used to be a bachelor
[Hook2]

I just I just I just wanna get rich
I just wanna get rich
I just I just I just wanna get rich
I just wanna get rich
Get rich quick
Get rich quick
I just I just I just wanna get rich
Get rich quick
Get rich quick
I just I just I just wanna get rich

[Verse2]

Real recognize real
I look familiar (oh i do?)
Where I'm from
All we smoke is loud
We don't hear ya (take a pull)
All on my phone tryna get sale uh (brr)
I don't like the way
This shit is set up (Naah)
Nd now everybody
Wanna copy my stuff (everybody)
Hustle hard
Bank account
Will fill up (the bands)
All I want is money
I could never get enough (never)
Even tho you still around
No I won't cuff
(Don't do it )
Why you always lackin
(Be on point nigga)
Remember I ain't have shit
Now I get the bag quick
(Go get it)
I ain't mean to get distracted
I ain't wanna leave you
Home alone
Baby I was trapping
Damn homie
Thought you had a plan homie
In high school
You was the man homie
Make sense keep it 2 50's
(Ouu)
You know I'm busy
If you a real
You coming with me
(Lets go)
Im on tour
I got the bands wit me
(Uhuh)
How you a boss
Never got ya hands filthy
(Damn)
To all those record labels who just tryna temp me (what)
It ain't no deal
If I can't bring my brothers with me
(The truth)

[Outro]
All I wanna do is yea
All all I wanna do is yea
All I wanna do is yea
All all I wanna do is

(So What you wanna do)

Get rich quick