Daniel Kirt - f**in' Paid lyrics

[Verse 1: Daniel Kirt] God damn I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I'm good like Penny Hardaway, I got my gat today Brand new whip, with the chrome Your b**h gon' help me masturbate Semi auto to your dome gon' take off bout like half ya face I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today Like GTA, I'm gon' sell that mother f**ing stash today My money old, my bank account is centerfold I'm sick of b**hes acting like they roll with me they'll never know, never know [Chorus: Daniel Kirt] I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I ain't going home till I get f**in' paid I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I ain't going home till' I get f**in' paid [Verse 2: Daniel Kirt] I pull up on your homies with my homies like hand me the dough You think you breaking bread, thanks for letting all my brothers know Just f** with it man, you can't cooperate I'm eating steak, smoking all the weed, you can keep the shake I keep it aimed We smoke, we drink, we shoot, we always getting laid I thought you would be with it man, everyday a holiday I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today, snatch your bae, teach her all my f**ing ways It's really f**ing funny, when these b**hes see the money man I swear they change 11th grade going into 12th my s** life ricochet I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I ain't give a f** what they gotta say Since we be counting benjamin's I know she wanna stay Saying how you do that? Let's roll and smoke another jay b**h talk sh** like a crow man Real sh** call me the dough man You sip lean you pour man? Is it me or is you slow man? You not getting it Nah, you not getting it You ain't living like a legend you ain't mother f**ing getting it [Chorus: Daniel Kirt] I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I ain't going home till I get f**in' paid I'm gon' make some mother f**ing cash today I ain't going home till' I get f**in' paid