Kash

She want Hermès, Fendi, Goyard bags

She only want me cause I pop the tag (okay)

Bad lil bitch beat it from the back

Too much money I can't count so I be getting mad

Overseas, I hope my jet don't lag (really hope my jet don't lag)

She fuckin' me cause she know you'll get mad

Buy Louis V for her to hold my strap

If I went down I know you'd turn your back

I could fix all your problems but can't fix my own

I ain't stressing bout money cause girl I got loads

I ain't stressing bout you because bitch I got hoes

If I ain't countin' money i'm rolling up dope

If I ain't making music girl we on the phone

If I was dead broke I know you'd leave me lone

All these drugs that I do I would never condone

If I ain't pop tags you'd be sitting at home

Ion love on these hoes I just fuck and get gone

He remind me of me that boy must be a clone

If he talkin' down on me i'll take that boy soul

Big ass rock for yo' bitch earlobe

You call her your girlfriend I call her a hoe

I could fix all your problems but can't fix my own

I could tell he a bitch I can hear in his tone

If I take out this chop he turn into a ghost

My Glock 19 is the reason I boast

Two bad bitches they love my cologne

Four bad bitches waiting back at home

(four bad bitches waiting back at home)

She want Hermès, Fendi, Goyard bags

She only want me cause I pop the tag (okay)

Bad lil bitch beat it from the back

Too much money I can't count so I be getting mad Overseas, I hope my jet don't lag (really hope my jet don't lag)

She fuckin' me cause she know you'll get mad

Buy Louis V for her to hold my strap

If I went down I know you'd turn your back