Get Money (feat. Anuel AA)
Akon
Get Money (feat. Anuel AA)
So much cash locked in my vault
You name it, dude, we did it
All my buddies got called
But we're still here, making bank
Lots of love, oh, wow
These guys acting like jerks
Haters coming from all sides
Jealous of all my wealth
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money (Where's the crowd, baby?)
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money (Anuel)
Kilos on the jet (jet)
100k on the porch (wuh!)
They underestimated me and I put them to bed
Lit a candle for my buddy
Still winning, used to share bread
Bought 20 rifles then I showed off to your girl
Your girl kidnapped me (uoh-uoh)
Driving, she blew me (uah-uah)
She said she doesn't want to let go
Anuel, do you want to mess with this ho?
So much cash locked in my vault
You name it, dude, we did it
All my buddies got called
But we're still here, making bank
Lots of love, oh, wow
These guys acting like jerks
Haters coming from all sides
Jealous of all my wealth
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Dressed all in red like Deadpool
The guns and the sticks are all loaded
Moving kilos through JetBlue
50k on me like Farru' (haha)
Pablo Escobar is my idol (idol)
The weed is green like Piccolo
The devil's eye always in the triangle
Illuminati symbols
We kill you and if the case explodes, screw it, we won't run (run)
I'm 27, the handkerchiefs are red like Raphael
We catch you in the light and light you up so Lucifer finds you
And all these dudes act tough, but they all look like Anuel
My hands covered in blood
The Porsche like Arcangel
The AKs and the Rs all black like Black Panther
Untouchable in the prisons
Kilos on the planes
And the feds have me in 4 investigations
Kilos in the air and the whores on the yacht
And your buddy will hand you over so I don't kill him
And I gave so much to your girl that she wore out
The guns and the sticks, dude, the bullets are expensive
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get mad, get money
Don't get pissed, it's money
Roll in the dough
Don't get scared, it's money
Bastard, it's money
I fill the whole drum
The chicks and the leather
Bastard, it's money
Son of a bitch, it's money
Eh-eh
Eh-eh
So much cash, Maffio
Eh-eh
So much cash, Luian
Eh-eh
So much cash, Hydro
Brrr