Jacques Johnson - And Then Some (feat. Thecoolismac) Lyrics

(Ugh)
They gon' hate to see me dancing on that private jet
(Woah)
Tryna talk some business but you ain't come correct
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(Yeah, yeah)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some
On god they hate to see us shine
(They do)
Anything you see me counting up is mine
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some
I see it
I like it
I want it
I buy it
Quietly stackin up my paper, y'all should try it
Y'all can have the summer, my shit is timeless
Spending like 30 thou, still don't know what the time is
Buy my girl everything out the sto'
'Cause she a marylin monroe she timeless
I've always been fresh, I don't need no stylist
This beat is banging dawg where ya find this
(Ay)
Think before you speak
Especially when you addressing me
Got a chick for you and three for me
They come in every kind
Things like this take time
I'm just focused on get- get- get- get- getting mine
No A-I, I'm getting crossed tryna restore the balance
Got a universal sound, ain't no place that I can't take my talents
Doin' shows overseas just to learn Italian
Slow claps for them boys cuz you're effort was valiant
They gon hate to see me dancing on that private jet
(Woah)
Tryna talk some business but you ain't come correct
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(Yeah, yeah)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some
On god they hate to see us shine
(They do)
Anything you see me counting up is mine
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(When the bands come)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some
(Okay)
Dressed to kill
Pat show, I blessed the 'biv
(Okay)
Me and Jacques dropped this shit for free
That's a steal (Jacques what's happenin')
Diamond gold on the grill and my cup filled (My cup filled)
Them bitches know the drill
Liquor gon' get spilled (Oh my god turn up in here)
Y'all playing, I been for real
Screaming 'bout a spot them boys up next forreal
(Them boys up next forreal)
They fiendin' for a spot I let the pressure build (Woah woah woah, I let the pressure build)
I'm having goals
Niggas pressed to impress the hos (Tuh, not me, yeah)
I'd rather build my net worth and perfect the flow
(Let's get this paper)
Hustle hard, grind slow you gon' see that glow (Ay you gon' see that glow)
Life's great, pockets straight with a nappy fro (Woah woah woah damn)
All I want is Franks
That's my man a hunnid grand (That's my man a hunnid grand)
Smoking outer space and put the world in my hand (Let's get geeked yeah)
That hate don't make it to the court, you stuck in the stands (You stuck in the stands)
You gotta bring a bunch of I-G famous girls just to turn up the clan (Ughh bring 'em all)
Cream Infini' in the fast lane
Feeling big body (Skrrt Skrrt) *car sound*
Paid dues, break the rules (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt yeah)
Now the city got me
Stomach full of brown got me lit like Whit 'n' Bobby
(We lit yeah)
They love me at the crib and we know I'm wildn' (Jack Danielle)
If it aint about a check then how you gon' advise me
They stealing swag (Woah woah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's contagious like I'm Ron Isley
They gon hate to see me dancing on that private jet
(Mac yeah yeah)
Tryna talk some business but you ain't come correct
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(Yeah, yeah)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some
On god they hate to see us shine
(They do)
Anything you see me counting up is mine
Ima act a fool when them bands come
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Call me Mr. make a lot and then some