Kinda $ Songtext
von Veeze

Yeah, you know I′m gettin' all kinda money
She really hope that the condom rip

Stripper hoe on my ass, I ain′t even 'bout to give that hoe the pill
Made my name off blowin' pills, I′m a heavyweight like Holyfield
I walk in the club wit no ID, oh bro, you rap! I had no idea
Bitch said she want 5k to hit it, I buy PT and just pour up red
I′m losin' connections, I′m in the hills
He jealous and never gon' know how it feel
My eyes real low like I′m from Korea, I sin everyday but god forgives
The foreign I parked is lower since I loved it
You gotta die for bands
The driver smart I told him to give her new heels
And basically hide her ribs
Oooh she little snobby bitch, don't say thanks to the compliments
Grown ass niggas he gossipin′, I'm too big can't acknowledge it
Put a bad hoe on you like a pimp
Make spend it all till his pockets rip
She know I′m gettin′ all kinda money
She really hope that the condom rip


She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (Yeah)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (Yeah)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I′m gettin′ all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money

That pussy so good I'm drivin' to it
That pussy so wet ima dive into it
I′m stackin′ this money put pride into it
I look at my stash and my pride enjoy it
Bae, look at what I did I got Prada for you
I'm treatin′ my main and my side like daughters
I fill up her purse with a wild ass number
I'm throwin′ up 4's and my pockets full


Ooh he ain′t even got no money
Why the fuck the little nigga talk about money?
Ooh I ain't even count my money
I ain't touch nothin′ that′s the pile up money
Come to my town I run it, got all the bricks and Za by the onion
Peezy got the pints and the money, Wham said Lil Dan got the money
All blues he ain't gotta count it for me
Shows up north and down the country
She nervous to shake it she down to hug
I fuck her so good she gotta love it
Dope to good, we gotta cut it
Mixin′ my pop with the wock in public
I ran it up without signin' nothing
You talkin′ too broke that's not my subject
Nigga smile in my face, stab my back that′s not my buddy
Deuce of the syrup make pineapple pop look like a pumpin'
(It's orange now)
Bitch got good ass head, make me loose breath, feel like I′m runnin′
Groupies hoes flockin' to me, they know I′m gettin' all kinda money

She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (They know)
She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money (He know)
She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I′m gettin' all kinda money (She know)
She know I'm gettin′ all kinda money
That pussy so good I′m drivin' to it
That pussy so wet ima dive into it
I′m stackin' this money put pride into it
I look at my stash and my pride enjoy it
Bae, look at what I did I got Prada for you
I′m treatin' my main and my side like daughters
I fill up her purse with a wild ass number
I′m throwin' up 4's and my pockets full