Gimme That

[Intro x4] I need my money, I need my cash [Chorus x2] I need my money (gimme that) I need my cash (gimme that) I want it right here in my hand or that's your ass (gimme that) I need my cake (gimme that) I want my bread (gimme that) If I don't get, I'm gonna bust you in your head (gimme that) [Verse 1] I've been hustlin' on the grind, slow motion on the 'crete Posted on the corner in my kicks and starch creased Chasin' a meal ticket, so it's shortage on the sleep I'm addicted to fast money, so there's [?] be us a steep Peep the way a hustler, move out earnin' my keep But speak about my profit and take smoke up out the heat You playin' hide and seek but them games need to cease If you rather we make peace then you break me off a piece I need every piece of my cash, put that paper in my fist Better give me my interest or you be ceasin' to exist I'm tired of all that runnin', time to man up and pay I need retribution now or you'll be in for a bad day [Chorus] [Verse 2] I've been on the grind, chasin' paper all over the Texas state From Dallas to San Antonio, my resume is great I've been holdin' my weight for that paper, I can't wait Give me every dollar you owe me partner, don't you dare be late And look, make no mistake, I'm so serious about my paper stackin' So get it straight, I'm so serious about this pistol packin' No slackin', don't come up short on not a single penny Yeah, I got plenty but you owe me oh so many Gimme them Benjamins and Grants, Gimme them Jacksons and them Georges Either you gonna bring me this bread or get lit up like torches I need my money now partner, come up off of my cake Betta hook me up like bait or you'll be floatin' off in the lake [Chorus] [Verse 3] I'm on the grind increasin' the stock with 6 O's in the stash spot With my mind on cash hand on Glock Gettin' money, evading cops Milk and honey, I need that guap All that runnin', it's time to stop Gimme that bread or get this lead All that cash that big ol' knot You owe me but you be actin' like you don't know me But the next time that I see you, ya have better have somethin' for me I'm hustlin', I'm grindin' and I'm stackin' up that paper I'm a bread breaker baby, cake chaser, money maker My mind up on them dollas you neglectin' to pay Any means by every way, I need my paper today So gimme your watch, gimme your car Even your socks or your shoes It's time for you to pay your dues Or you gon' lose partner [Chorus]