Get Money, Stay Fly

[Chorus: Jae Millz]
We livin' the life, you livin’ a lie
I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side
Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes
And hell yeah, we stuntin’, you ain't gotta ask why
'Cause all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)

[Verse 1: Jae Millz]
Ayo, maybe it's my demeanor
That got these hatin' niggas all ready to tеam up
So they can stop my dough
But you know you can't stop my flow
And it take more than onе broke mic to stop my show
The chicks say Millz you cutie
So even if I was a extra I'd still be the star of the movie
Who you know play the tinted out Louis
Butter-soft leather-swag sag on the Nudies
I'm so Harlem but so international
I’m always late but fashionable, your boys’ so swaggerful
Gotta respect it, you gotta love it
Even copywrited my walk so haters can't dub it
Fam I ain’t wailin', the wages throws the club on us
Call me Mr. Rose like I'm related to Gillian
And when we leave the spot the round-backs is tailin'
Talked a nun into a threesome, now that’s persuasion

[Chorus: Jae Millz]
We livin' the life, you livin' a lie
I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side
Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes
And hell yeah, we stuntin', you ain't gotta ask why
'Cause all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)
And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly)

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I gets money, spends money, stay fly
Got these chicks dyein' the front of they hair blonde
And there ain't no bitch that matter but Remy Ma
Got these haters so sick 'cause I'm the Queen of NY
See all I do is pull up in the 650Ci
Kicks new, jeans blue, white tee, see I
Got all my old-school, old jewels, that be I
With the rainbow stones like I kissed the sky
See all I do is smack bitches, fuck niggas, write rhymes
Do shows, pop toast, puff piffs, stay fly
Step on stage, Louis on my ass, Coogi on my eyes
Dudes run my shit and you don't gotta ask why
I'm gonna tell the truth, you livin' a lie
I live in a penthouse, you still live in the Sty
I be gettin' mad cakes, you be gettin' the pies
Treat these hoes like coke yeah I'm givin' you lines, it's Rem!

[Chorus: Jae Millz & (Remy Ma)]
We livin' the life, you livin' a lie
I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side
Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes
And hell yeah, we stuntin', you ain't gotta ask why
('Cause all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly
(And all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly
(Yeah all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly
(You know all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly