Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
Yeah, i’m fluid with the pot boy
Wrist twister paper chase on the clock boy
Aquafina putting water on my wrist boy
I’m good with mathematics
Money sticks like static static
Wе don’t gotta talk about it
If it ain’t bout paper
I’m that motherf#ckin money hungry n#gg#
Need a tastеr
I been lit like my whole life
Put them diamonds on my neck and they gon dance
Like a strobe light
She just want a brand new birkin bag
So she finna drop it on me just to pop a tag
I ain’t into love baby i been in my bag
And that’s a fact, shawty tip toe it
Then i’m back to getting cash
Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
You can feel my heat from like a mile away
Ain’t no cap cuz my raps turn to facts b#tch
Look i’m a one of one baby i’m a prodigy
Shawty sweet saying she don’t need no practice
Look i’m feeling great
Lil mamma from guatemala
I might just get in her cake
I kinda love the drama with her
She’s my toxic bae
Know how to calm her down we can hit the store
And she gets it how she wants it now
She just want a brand new birkin bag
So she finna drop it on me just to pop a tag
I ain’t into love baby i been in my bag
And that’s a fact, shawty tip toe it
Then i’m back to getting cash
Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
Only for them racks i do my money dance
I’m that big. paper. chaser they don’t understand
Bad b#tch swerving in my beemer i’m that money man
Many men hate me like i’m 50 but i get my bands
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