Money [Explicit]

Look, my bitches all bad, my niggas all real
I ride his dick, and some big tall hills
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold ass bitch, I give Ross chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo!)

I was born to flex (Yes!)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world
That I like more than checks

(Money)
All I really wanna see is the
(Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the
(Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
(Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow!)

Shake a little ass
(Money)
To get a little bag and take it to the store
(Money)
Get a little cash
(Money)
You shake it real fast, you get a little more
(Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof

I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop (Pop!)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
Is she fine or she thick? Goddamn!
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh!
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
Let a bitch try me, boom
Hammer time, uh

I was born to flex (Yes!)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo!)
But nothing in this world
That I like more than checks

(Money)
All I really wanna see is the
(Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the
(Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
(Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow!)

Shake a little ass
(Money)
To get a little bag and take it to the store
(Money)
Get a little cash
(Money)
You shake it real fast, you get a little more
(Money)

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe!)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow!)

Bitch, I will pop on your pops (Your pops!)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (Okay!)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak!)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Bitch, I'll go black on your ass (woo, woo)
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)
Jump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy)
Make that nigga put down 2K
I like my niggas dark like D'usse
He gonna eat this ass like soup (Ayy)

I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world
That I like more than Kulture

All I really wanna see is the
(Money)
I don't really need the D, I need the
(Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
K, K, C (Woo!)

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