W.Y.G.D. (feat. Chippass) Video (MV)

Have more than one hustle, do what you gotta do
Get you a bundle then make times two
Get ya money up, being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
Just got out of county so I'm tryna bounce back
If it ain't about money, I don't wanna hear that
Got money on my mind so I'm tryna get that
I'm so dope, I'm so dope, she get high off contact
Every time I pull up I'm like "Where ya ends at"
If my boy bring a girl I'm like "Where ya friends at"
Even when I'm wrong, keep it real, that's a fact
You get a little money now you don't know how to act
Tryna boss up, eatin' steak, shrimp & lobster
You sayin' that you real but you fake, an imposter
M.O.B., keep it solid like a mobster
The real move in silence, gettin' money cuz I gots ta
If you ain't no money Brodie what ya gon do
Groupie lil bitch tryna f*ck the whole crew
I got another bitch that wanna slide through
I'm focused on my money Brodie what about you
Have more than one hustle, do what you gotta do
Get you a bundle then make it times two
Get ya money up, being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
What ya gon do
Me I'm with the crew
Smokin' one while I'm rollin' up two
She gon do it all if you blow enough loot
We ain't f*ckin' witchu if you broke, it ain't coo
You know we break rules, only for the dough
You ain't talking' money then you know I gotta go
I be countin' cake while she rollin' up the dro
I be blowin' money while the money blowin' up my phone
Like woah, dough all up in my mind
Clockin' overtime cuz I'm always on the grind
When you gettin' money, they gon hate you
I ain't trippin' cuz being broke ain't coo
Cuz we ballin' like we play for the golden state
Gotta getcha money up 'til you own the bank
Sayin' "F*ck a broke bitch" yea we cut 'em off too
You ain't bustin' more moves, tell me whatcha gon do
Have more than one hustle, do what you gotta do
Get you a bundle then make it times two
Get ya money up, being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
Look, I'm at it all day I don't take breaks
I plan as I go, I don't make dates
Its the yang I don't know the fakes
I got stripes like a tiger, Frosted Flakes
Style so nice, I'm on a Christmas list
Shoes wet, boat shoes, I'm on a fishing' trip
You niggas tappin' in, permission slip
If I seen it, still didn't, I don't witness shit
Rely on me, I'm my own man
I'm so in love with chippas, I'm my own fan
I never need a bitch I got my own bands
I fight for myself, got my own hands
Khaled with the weed, I'm the best
You niggas funny, I'm like Dougie, boy I'm fresh
Age 1 to 29, had every shoe
Only time you niggas fly is on a parachute
Have more than one hustle, do what you gotta do
Get you a bundle then make it times two
Get ya money up, being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
What ya gon do? being broke ain't coo
If ya ain't got no money Brodie what ya gon do