Makin’ G’s

[Verse]
I got the money stacked up in the counter, I won't lie
I got so much dough it would make the rich cry
I'm makin' these G'.s Oh, man, please
Did you really think Wild Wes coming back would be a breeze
No! It's some effort, a real man came back
He did, and made 19 tracks
I got me a G, Here's my boy EmBee
You just stay hating but you just can't stop me

[Verse: E.M.B.E.E]
Look at this money
Haters actin' dummy
When i'm on a track
You better step back
You always hatin' on me
All those plays you're fakin'
I'm out here slayin'
They think i'm just playin'
Got that autotune like T-Pain
I just bought another chain
All my money is frozen
That cold ice oughta be chosen
You wanna try and diss me when I tell you miss me

[Hook]
I got all this money, yeah i'm makin' these G's
You talking 'bout some other things but give me the money please
Yuh, yuh, I wanna stay making these G's
I'm makin' these g's yeah i'm making these g's. (Yah)