Where It At Lyrics

Money been printed I just gotta get it

I just gotta find it where u keep it hidden

Where it at

Where the fucking money bitch

Out on da grind always trying to get it

I'm getting old I'm surprised that I'm livin

I did some shit that make u belive in a nigga like me I'm supposed to have millions

Feeling like Bundy I'm married with children

Sometimes I question that fucking decision

I was a kid when I had my first child

But I'll never regret it I love all my kiddies

That's why I need to get the fuckin bag

Where it at

Where it at motherfucker where it at

As I get older it only get harder

I didn't study I ain't go to Harvard

I was a hustler my momma just show me to do what it do not to get a trabajo

Maybe I figured I be the next Pablo

Flipping them bricks like a Dominicano

I got arrested while trying to get it

Now I gotta live like a fucking esclavo

That's why I need to get the fucking bag

Where it at

Motherfucker where it at

Where can find it

I need to get it to make me a profit

I gotta stash it

All of these checks imma take em and cash em

That's why I need to get the fucking bag Where it at motherfucker where it at

Money been printed