Mitch Lyrics - Yo Gotti

Man when I was a broke nigga I used to be like. When I get my money on, I'ma spend it on this, I'ma spend it on that. I always knew I was gonna get some money so I looked at it like practice. Like I was just getting ready for the bag, you know what I'm saying? Pratice you feel me 

I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making bitch 

I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks 

I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making bitch 

I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks 

Look I just hit a lick, spend 250 on the whip 

Another 50 on a trip just to fuck your bitch nigga 

Just got a check, that bitch got 2, 3, commas 

Look like an out of town number 

I'm going hard for 2, 3, summers 

I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making bitch 

I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks 

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Margiela king nigga, Balenciaga don nigga 

I'm on my Blac Youngsta bitch when I'm young nigga 

I'm money making Mitch, Ace Boogie with the bricks 

I'm Calvin with the hits, I'll come and take a nigga shit 

Signed Blac Youngsta on a jet then I took him to the 'jects 

Then I gave the nigga a Lambo just to show him he was next 

I'm charging 80 for the 100 pack, 70 if you run it back 

60 if you triple that, if I say nickel that's a 50 pack 

I can talk dope all day, I can count money all day 

You can fuck hoes all day, I'ma count it while y'all play 

I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making bitch 

Need her ass hella thick, need her hair always fixed 

Like my bitch's hips hella wide 

Tell 'em fuck a dime we don't do the gym 

Tell my niggas just keep it quiet, no back and forth gon' go and see him 

Niggas in the fed, niggas dead before I be a pussy before I go and join 'em 

Niggas acting tough on the internet, somebody better go inform them 

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That I'm money making mitch, I got a whole lotta sticks 

And I'm really with the shit, yeah I'm really with the shit 

I'm with the shit, with the shit 

I just copped the Wraith out the dealership 

I just the stones in the Rolex 

I fucked on your sister, your ho next 

I look like the money, that's no flex 

I made a million off snow flakes 

I don't slow down in no time 

I be on gas with no brakes 

I be on gas with no brakes 

I be on cash and no hate 

I be on masks with AKs 

And I'ma pull up if you don't pay 

Cause I'm money making Mitch, I want 30 for a brick 

I want 100 for a show and I ain't got nothing for a bitch 

I ain't riding no more purses, I ain't do no more verses 

I ain't fucking with these niggas, have way more crosses than the churches 

The doctors are the plugs and the trappers are the nurses 

Is everybody popping pain killers? Is everybody hurting? 

Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, does everybody got anxiety? 

Trap house got variety, fuck wrong with society? 

I'm money making Mitch, I need a money making bitch 

I got a 30 in my clip and I'ma hit you off the rip