Hook
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 stay fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean in a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field
Dress to kill
Running up bags
It must be a skill
I’m Treddin’ the mill that nigga a bitch, the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off, the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Verse
Why would you jump in the water with sharks
How was I riding when it would get dark
Playing both sides or playing you part
I shoot at your noggin Im playing it smart
Speeding and swerving I’m drifting the car
Im way to known for taking it far
I came along way from way before
Pool full of the bitches, got bitches galore
I got the scoop like I’m ben and jerry
New you was pussy, you been A fairy
Run in your blood its hereditary
Now tell me was all of that necessary
I might go fuck up rodeo for fabrics
I got foreign cars none of them average
Big house think I’m living to lavish
Fuck her kick her out she wanted a savage
She took a song of my status
Had to cut her off way too much baggage
Ball on them I made it a habit
Wrist, Neck, Ears filled up with karts
Money coming in I make it do backflips
Her man broke and she feeling embarrassed
Slam duck he is not in my bracket
Now she wanna come chill at the palace
Yea
Hook
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 stay fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean in a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field
Dress to kill
Running up bags
It must be a skill
I’m Treddin’ the mill that nigga a bitch, the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off, the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Verse
Hop on the jet no TSA bitch no carry on, shop when I land
I spend with no care at all
Knock down her walls I hit it like Barry bonds
Playing to win or baby don’t play at all
Went too the beach damn play in the sand
Pina colada she getting a tan
Im to advanced to be locked in
I got it popping fresh out the pin
No validation I know I’m the Man!
Know that you faking no need to pertain
You cannot walk in the shoes that Im in
Size 13 my bitches is 10s
Where was you at when I was in the gym
Pray to lord my tool don’t jam
Around the block I had to spin
I know Ima get him I stay locked in
Hook
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 they fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean and a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field dress to kill
Running the bag it must be a skill
Trading the milli that nigga a bitch the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 stay fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean in a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field
Dress to kill
Running up bags
It must be a skill
I’m Treddin’ the mill that nigga a bitch, the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off, the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Verse
Why would you jump in the water with sharks
How was I riding when it would get dark
Playing both sides or playing you part
I shoot at your noggin Im playing it smart
Speeding and swerving I’m drifting the car
Im way to known for taking it far
I came along way from way before
Pool full of the bitches, got bitches galore
I got the scoop like I’m ben and jerry
New you was pussy, you been A fairy
Run in your blood its hereditary
Now tell me was all of that necessary
I might go fuck up rodeo for fabrics
I got foreign cars none of them average
Big house think I’m living to lavish
Fuck her kick her out she wanted a savage
She took a song of my status
Had to cut her off way too much baggage
Ball on them I made it a habit
Wrist, Neck, Ears filled up with karts
Money coming in I make it do backflips
Her man broke and she feeling embarrassed
Slam duck he is not in my bracket
Now she wanna come chill at the palace
Yea
Hook
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 stay fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean in a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field
Dress to kill
Running up bags
It must be a skill
I’m Treddin’ the mill that nigga a bitch, the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off, the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Verse
Hop on the jet no TSA bitch no carry on, shop when I land
I spend with no care at all
Knock down her walls I hit it like Barry bonds
Playing to win or baby don’t play at all
Went too the beach damn play in the sand
Pina colada she getting a tan
Im to advanced to be locked in
I got it popping fresh out the pin
No validation I know I’m the Man!
Know that you faking no need to pertain
You cannot walk in the shoes that Im in
Size 13 my bitches is 10s
Where was you at when I was in the gym
Pray to lord my tool don’t jam
Around the block I had to spin
I know Ima get him I stay locked in
Hook
Bitch stop talking I’m counting up cash
You fucking up my count
Yea
Brand new shoes cost 1.2 they fucking up my couch
Yea
Dior Chanel Balencia just hit Fendi for a new pouch
Celine I flooded the scene Im coming to clean and a big drought
Yea
Im fresh in the field dress to kill
Running the bag it must be a skill
Trading the milli that nigga a bitch the gender revel
Fuck how he feel I’m throwing them off the top of the hill
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
( TMG FRE$H )
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