I get that money put racks on her face
She like the way how I serenade
She want my 6 inch like she in subway
She ready to take off like she on runway
Hrrr raa raa
I ion even smoke but I be high like za za
They looking for the salsa
Put em on show they got drama
Never gave up pushed harder
Cried nights thought I'd fall off
Wipe my tears with that Prada
Got my grimoire like Asta
Give em hell already talked to Lieba
Chopper like the janitor it be cleaning
I'm nonchalant bae I lost all feeling
Yea I love my money more than you don't you see it

She think she a ten
That bitch make no sense
You only love my wealth
Lowkey wishing that I fell
She got demons she ain't dealt
Got em locked in like a cell
I wish I knew how you felt
But I had choose myself
Fuck everyone who called me mid
They tryna sign me off a script
They getting mad can't see me win
Now they regretting what they did
Its funny how these bitches change now they want some
Remember we was down bad now we locked in yea we up up up

I get that money put racks on her face
She like the way how I serenade
She want my 6 inch like she in subway
She ready to take off like she on runway
Hrrr raa raa
I ion even smoke but I be high like za za
They looking for the salsa
Put em on show they got drama
Never gave up pushed harder
Cried nights thought I'd fall off
Wipe my tears with that Prada
Got my grimoire like Asta
Give em hell already talked to Lieba
Chopper like the janitor it be cleaning
I'm nonchalant bae I lost all feeling
Yea I love my money more than you don't you see it