Anthem ft. Jay! Lyrics

Always popping tags, yeah

Yeah

Yeah yeah

Get the cake

Taylor 'bout to fucking flex

Ouu

Yeah yeah

Uhh

Yeah

I gotta get straight to the cash

Straight to the bags

Like watch us do the dash

You know we always popping tags

Like why they all up in my face?

All they do is hate

Like PTG, we get the cake

We 'bout to do the race

Yeah yeah

All my niggas be bugging (What?)

All my niggas be stunting, yeah yeah

Yeah we stay getting money (Yeah we stay getting money!)

And you know they we hunting, yeah yeah

Yeah I got a new bitch (What!)

And my old bitch don't love it, yeah

I catch you and you running, yuh

You a clown and you funny

You a clown and you bummy

I go straight to the money

And these niggas they hate (Yeah!)

But they can't take it from me

Yeah

Get to this money, yuh

Y'all niggas acting real funny, yuh

I took your bitch, that's your honey yuh

No you can't take nothing from me

Bae what you said?

Like I wanna know

Hopped on this beat like I'm on the road

My diamonds water like I'm on a boat

ETG with me, you know he don't fold

Rocking all white like I go to the show

Get to this money, I get to a load

Now that we 'bout it, you know we on go

We on the scene, so you know we gon' pose

Gotta switch up the mood

Shining bright like the moon

And I know one thing do

Your bitch she like my tunes

We in this bitch like a goon

Know that you like to assume

So baby, come to my room

We could stay up to the noon

Finna switch up the flow

Had to take it to slow

And I know that you know

Just make me feel at home

You gon' miss me when I'm gone

Had enough in so long

So baby come along

Now I can't do you wrong

Yeah

I gotta get straight to the cash

Straight to the bags

Like watch us do the dash

You know we always popping tags

Like why they all up in my face? (All up in my face!)

All they do is hate (Yeah, yeah)

Like PTG, we get the cake

We 'bout to do the race

Yeah yeah

All my niggas be bugging (What!)

All my niggas be stunting, yeah yeah

Yeah we stay getting money (Yeah we stay getting money!)

And you know they we hunting, yeah yeah

Yeah I got a new bitch

And my old bitch don't love it yeah

I catch you and you running, yuh

You a clown and you funny

Taylor 'bout to fucking flex