WadedaGod - Spend It Up Lyrics

Lot of money in the bank account, cash in hand bout the same amount
Grinding hard so it aint a doubt, got me throwing bands like a paper route
Getting to it like I know how, so much on a floor need a snow plow
Got it coming fast, never slowing down, if you didn't know now you know now

Spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up
When I spend it up how I spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up when I spend it up
Spend it up,spend it up, spend it up (Bands)
Spend it up,spend it up, spend it up (Bands)
Spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up how I spend it up

Lot of money in the forecast, finna make it rain im talking more cash
Pocket change more than your stash, trynna get a meal like its doordash
100+ from the legal gig, so its hard for you to see the kid
Slept on me what the people did now im smiling back with an evil grin
Lot of people doubt the skill set try to name a beat that I aint kill yet
Finna start to turn into a real threat, swimming in the money and its still wet
Fly to Vegas just to ball out, f*ck around and buy the mall out
15k for a section up on Drais, pull party bring em all out
Representing the south side Chi town shit how we do
Everwhere I go I gotta make a movie, its not just me im with the crew
42 mm skydweller took a while just to pay or it
No illegal shit I saved for it, if I want it make a way for it

Spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up
When I spend it up how I spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up when I spend it up
Spend it up,spend it up, spend it up (Bands)
Spend it up,spend it up, spend it up (Bands)
Spend it up, get you some paper and live it up
Gotta be smart not to give it up, counting numbers getting digits up how I spend it up

Out in LA for a week, young nigga playing for keeps
Trynna go lay on a beach, Fashion Geek down to the feet
Or maybe some Style Gods, or prolly some Icon
Im only rocking designers from Chi town, nothing better than my town
The city of full of gorillas and hustling niggas that's all about cream
Its all about living ya dreams, im on a money routine
This shit got me hooked like a fiend, blue faces all in my jeans
I want it I get it aint no thinking twice, lobster and steak fettucini and rice
It really don't matter the price, whatever I see what I like its just how I live life
Finish line tape how I run through it, so much count thumbs to it
Hit the bank tellers run to em, cuz getting money something fun to em
Got my mind right, plus the times right, recognize what im here fo
What the hell I need a deal fo, watch this independent nigga still blow, AYE