Текст песни G.Y.M. Membership - Sol

Aye
Get yo money
Get yo money
Get yo money
Aye, let's go
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up

If I ever want it, then I get it
I don't do no competition
I'm pretty and paid
Ion pay no attention
My name ring bells
This class ain't finished
I eat my chips and collect my winnings
I run this game so smooth I'm swimming
I be moon walking, I'm pimping
Put me on the beat, every time gon rip it
Wash these rappers like my dishes
I don't follows cliques cuz it's follow the leader
That girl ain't thinking for herself so I had to delete her
I get that bag and then I dip, ghost, that's the idea
Cuz if I walk em like a dog then somebody gon call PETA
Broke and flexing, you make it look easy
Chasing that beat, oh now you wheezing
I get a milli, like I'm Weezy
Inspiration yeah I beez it
Got that thing one thing two
Got that red fish blue too
And my bars like Bluetooth
Child's play, Doctor Seuss
Iron throne, house cold, Stark what's the word
I make money off my face card, Mark Zuckerberg
It don't decline, it's for the books, I'm an entrepreneur
I be putting in that work, no cause for concern
Hold on, hold on
Wait, wait, wait, yeah, hold on

Get yo money
Get yo money
Get yo money
Aye
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up

Na na na diva is a female version of a hustler
And my nickname solo but I'm still the doubler
Rack city, rack rack city
Bottoms up, home run with my Louisville slugger
One, two, three, I'm counting my
Open SZN I'm in my bag
You can't say you poppin you popping off all the tags
You ain't in my lane in this race this ain't drag
Please don't test me
Chest piece
Check mate
Hold up wait
I meant to say
Check please
At ease
Bread and butter it that's my biscuit
Made it up out my trenches
Get money then I go missing
This ain't new I been this
I just mind my business
I'll be making billions
Change the scales, reptilian
Versatile like Brazilian
Ok new freezer
My brothers cooler I'm Frieza
Sevens on me like Streeter
Hit them pick me' with them tweezers
Pieces on me thank Jesus
Pieces on me like Reese's
Animated like Beevus
Money hot ready little Ceasers
Get a piece of
Hold on, hold on
Get a pizza

Get yo money
Get yo money
Aye
Get yo money
That's that gym membership
Get yo money
You ain't making money, you can't get in
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up