Don Caba - Payday Lyrics

Don

All I know is get paid
All I see is blue hunneds
All I know is get paid

Queen City got em lit
Gotta pocket full of strips
Feel I'm running out of time
F*ck around and hit a lick
All I know is get money
All I know is get paid
All I see is blue hunneds
Bad bitches I'ma slay

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Wooh)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Yeah)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Get money)

Pay day
Pay day
All I know is get paid

Mama ask what the struggle for?
Ma, what you think I hustle for
For the money, I'ma hunter for
Fightin for mine like a tug a war
My sister in need of more medicine
In need of a doctor that's better than
The one that she got at the moment
Prays to the lord like a reverend
Cooperate tryna pin me down
Keep me from moving around
Talk behind my back, when I walk up in the spot
I don't hear a sound
F*ck nigga you a clown
Don't keep me no goofys around
In the trap pushing keys
All about a profit
Stack it like a mound
In the kitche n with the spatula
Got bad bitches, I'ma bachelor
My lifestyle sorta like a movie
Spike lee wit the camera
Got morenos like papi back
King James go behind the back
That's money, that's Danny Green
Don Don wit the money bag
F*ck her good, she don't know how to act
Always asking where the party at?
Lil mama on a molly pack
F*ck her once and I ain't call her back
When the money gone, then I lose you
I don't even know who's who?
F*ck all that shit that you talk bout
When you getting money they gon use you

Queen City got em lit
Gotta pocket full of strips
Feel I'm running out of time
F*ck around and hit a lick
All I know is get money
All I know is get paid
All I see is blue hunneds
Bad bitches I'ma slay

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Wooh)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Yeah)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Get money)

Pay day
Pay day
All I know is get paid

Queen City got em lit
Gotta pocket full of strips
Feel I'm running out of time
F*ck around and hit a lick
All I know is get money
All I know is get paid
All I see is blue hunneds
Bad bitches I'ma slay

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Wooh)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Yeah)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Get money)

Pay day
Pay day
All I know is get paid

I am on another level
Somewhere high rolling up the kush
Diamonds dancing in the bezel
Running through woman like Dalvin Cook
Cooking rappers, eat em up for breakfast
Here's a toast to my day ones
Lotta haters gotta a lot to say
Hear dem talking, I don't say none
Not a word, bitch I move in silence
Get Milwaukee bucks like my name Giannis
Cash rules everything around me
Walked inside the bank and made a big deposit
All I know you better pay homage to a Don when I walk up in the room
I remember when they doubted me
Now that I leveled up, no they cannot assume
Where was you when I was down and out?
You was not around that's without a doubt
All I know I gotta get it now
I want the paper, you just want the clout
I'm really that nigga in Charlotte
F*ck all that capping I did the work
Bitch my whole team sick, you know if it's drama
We gon call your mama first
You a bitch boy and you know it
I don't even gotta pull your card
I don't even gotta say a lot
Put a hit man on your squad
Friday night with DJ envy at the suite
Guess I'm rolling with the big dawgs
Don Caba bout making hits
Whether hit or miss I'ma Don Baby

Queen City got em lit
Gotta pocket full of strips
Feel I'm running out of time
F*ck around and hit a lick
All I know is get money
All I know is get paid
All I see is blue hunneds
Bad bitches I'ma slay

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Wooh)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Yeah)

Pay day
Pay day
Pay day
Pay day (Get money)

Pay day
Pay day
All I know is get paid