Gimme My Money Lyrics - Lola Monroe

(Hook) 

If it ain't what I say then it wasn't, this shit ain't all 

Bitch cut the check 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Bitch cut the check 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

(Verse) 

Okay, shoppin up in that SoHo 

Got a condo up in that NoHo 

But that shit ain't bout nothing 

When we live up in that gogo 

Still prayin for polo, got my money to blow though 

And I'm gunnin yo mojo when I'm sellin dough 

Now I'm runnin yo whole shit 

When you wanted a doughnut 

But I'm coming for you next, you done in a low blow 

B, that CS, that ED and V 

All my killas after you, PT 

'Cause you aren't kllin me, me ID 

Kill mo, it's ill flow 

Rest in paradise to Squil though 

(Hook) 

If it ain't what I say then it wasn't, this shit ain't all 

Bitch cut the check 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Bitch cut the check 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

Gimme my money, bitch gimme my money, bitch gimme my money 

(Verse) 

Okay, all yall niggas be loafin 

Fuck is up with that bread 

I ain't the type to be open 

Less I'm getting that jet 

I'm talkin coppin yo options ain't equivalent to mine 

My private's private, 

You just weak from yo ligaments to spine 

Cocaine, she make the dope niggas clap 

Now shit tighter than a broke nigga pocket 

And the broke niggas actin when the bitch getting money 

Middle finger up 'cus a bitch getting money 

Gang bring niggas out like Bary Fonse 

But I don't even play less they carry arms 

Carry on, come fuck with my ego 

Garfield's is hanging on my t-blow