O.T. Genasis( OT Genasis ) push ItI was mobbin' through the beach, yeah the city by the seaMama tried to keep me home, but I love the fuckin' streetsI was cookin' up a Ki, tryna serve it to the streetsCouple niggas had beef so I had to Chief KeefI got homies from the 2, I got homies from the 3I keep everything neutral, I just wanna smoke a leafI was runnin' up a check, try me, he gon' get the TECHear a lot of niggas talk, ain't a nigga 'press me yetI'm in Houston, V Live, throwin' racks, that's a betAnd you ain't a real nigga if you don't rep your setPush it, push itGo get the money, go get the moneyPush it, push itGo get the money, go get the moneyCooking on a pot, had to scale and weigh the rockAlmost burned my fuckin' hand, I forgot this shit was hotI'm just tryna get a knot, had the shit up in my sockFind more lyrics at ※ Mojim.comLeave me 'lone, leave me 'lone, I could work my own blockGo get the money, go get the moneyGo get the money, go get the moneyAll these racks I could trick onI got gold digger money, gold digger moneyHood rich nigga gettin' money, pushin' weightEverything was an 8, now it's lookin' like a platePush it, push itGo get the money, go get the moneyPush it, push itGo get the money, go get the moneyPush it, push itGo get the money, go get the moneyPush it, push itGo get the money, go get the money