Bitch I came with louie I ain’t talking bout them bags
Yo bitch wanna fuck me cause she know I got them racks
I just made a thousand spend that shit I make it back
I cannot fuck with you cause you ain’t ever had my back
And yea I’m wit da homies flippin packs
Gettin to this money bitch no I don’t want you back
Pull up to the store I’m just like put it in the bag
Try and do me wrong that choppa eat you like a snack
Get to the cash baby I don’t wanna talk
Fuck a uber bitch you know I’ll make you walk
She think she touched my dick but it’s really my glock
She call me Carti cause I hide it in my sock
I’m getting money boy I know you can’t relate
You used to hate me now you love you too late
Ain’t share yo crumbs with me, can’t eat up off my plate
Your girl want me so imma take her on a date
Don’t say you know me boy I know that shit is fake
I fucked up in the past I know I made mistakes
But I can’t go back so I think that it’s okay
My pockets fat now people say I’m overweight
They hate to see it, I get more they getting less yeah
She said she love me I don’t even wanna text her
Shawty jugged me can’t finesse a finesser
You can meet this 40 if you really tryna press
Bitch stop calling, got this money on my line
If I said I think about you, should’ve known that was a lie
All I think about is money, it be running through my mind
I don’t live in no regrets, I wouldn’t ever hit rewind
I’m getting money boy I know you can’t relate
You used to hate me now you love you too late
Ain’t share yo crumbs with me, can’t eat up off my plate
Your girl want me so imma take her on a date
Don’t say you know me boy I know that shit is fake
I fucked up in the past I know I made mistakes
But I can’t go back so I think that it’s okay
My pockets fat now people say I’m overweight