Logic — Rap and Get Money

[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] Hold up now what's up lil bitch? They call me Logic, I'm up in this bitch I had to plot as a kid to get rich I had to plot as a kid to get rich Tell em! Rap and get money Rap and get money Said rap and get money my nigga Now ain't this shit funny Don't do it for money Don't do it for money But if it come down to the money I made like 50 point something million last year woo That's not just a rapper flex Homie tell me what about you? [Verse 1] I got just got my tax return To prove that shit like ay Everybody know that Logic do that shit like ay I be quick to put a ugly bitch in her place Cause a beautiful woman is something to see And she not defined by her face Can't fuck with no girl that be all on the 'Gram Tryna post while I'm eatin' spaghetti Damn, girl, can't you be normal? I'm famous as fuck, yeah, we get it already But who give a shit about that I am a good man, how 'bout that? No way in hell I'm defined by the stat Smokin' that pack Let me get it back Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that If you wanna come and get it with the RattPack Like ayy I'ma be here forever and a day I be at the Grammy, party with Jay and B Oh shit, yeah, that's me Chillin' out, NYC That shit I can't believe I be like [Chorus] Hold up now what's up lil bitch? They call me Logic, I'm up in this bitch I had to plot as a kid to get rich I had to plot as a kid to get rich Tell em! Rap and get money Rap and get money Said rap and get money my nigga Now ain't this shit funny Don't do it for money Don't do it for money But if it come down to the money I made like 50 point something million last year woo That's not just a rapper flex Homie tell me what about you? [Verse 2] Yeah I'ma set it off Bitch, I'ma let it off Yeah you know I had to get it off Then, I'm like, "holy shit, TMZ stalking the boy" Now that I'm single they flock to the boy But I got self respect No, no, no, I cannot fuck with no hoes I need a beautiful woman who gon' make me work before she take off all her clothes But she could pass me the bop That I won't stop Baby girl make that ass drop I love my beamer but that new McLaren is staring at me think I might have to cop Random thought Uh, I can't fuck with no random thot