Intro: NLE Choppa
D-Mac pop yo shit, D-Mac pop yo shit 
Damn Pliz 
That nigga take

Chorus: Bhad Bhabie
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Hoe, get like me 
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Hoe, get like me 
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch 
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch 
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Bitch, get you some money 
Hoe, get like me

Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie
I'm gettin' a lot, killin' your bitches carotid, gettin' murdered (Murdered) 
You be the judge, show me the verdict 
I get my money converted 
Bitches be running in circles (Circles) 
Feel like I'm running the circuit (Circuit) 
Rake me up for the commercial 
Bands busting through my birkins (Bitch) 
Bitch run up on me, get your shit smacked up 
Fucked for the pack, get a pack if you mismatched (Bitch) 
Shooting out the Wraith in a pitched black 
Slick keep aiming at the scope, couldn't miss that (No) 
Hoe you just broke get your money up (Up) 
You ain't even got a thousand (Nope) 
Selling stacks you need a tummy tuck (Eww) 
Bitches really out here wildin' (Nasty bitch) 
I got endorsements ready 
You're just a corpse, sit steady (Steady) 
I'm on the Forbes list stuntin' (Stuntin') 
I put the plaques on the wall 
I smell the plaque through your jaw 
You ain't got nothing, jumping off (Bitch)

Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & NLE Choppa
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money (Yeah)
Bitch, get you some money (Fuck the money, NLE)
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me (Haha)

Verse 2: NLE Choppa
Get you some money, I'm countin' up guap (Yeah)
Lean in my tummy, I sip out the bottle (Yeah)
I hopped in the game but you know I'm a problem (Yeah)
Shoot him in the neck, pop him in the collar (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
The route start working, then you know I'm swingin' balls (Let's go)
But I get paid ten bands just to do a show (Bitch, bitch)
Bitch you know that I'm the man when I step up on the scene
I got a hundred sum' racks poking out my Balmain jeans (Racks, cash, yeah)
He wasn't there when we was down, so he can't join the team (He can't join that)
Don't you run up on me crazy 'cause this Glock it got a beam (It got a beam)
We do this murder shit for real, for my niggas I kill
I'd do a hundred years, swear to god I won't squeal
Never change on my gang, never changed for the fame
If I see a bitch ass rapper, I'ma take that nigga chain
Bitch, gang

Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & NLE Choppa
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Hoe, get like me