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These guys they come and they go

Just keep your ducks in a row

See dollar bills overflowing

Tryna dive deep in that ocean

Don't think I'm bad I just know it

If he ain't paid dip

Move out the way quick

Then hit the gas and lane switch

Cream cash flow

Bankrolls

Chase bags so you gotta spend it on me

Dinero pesos

Get that dough

It's all about the money

Is that Dan with the bands or Lance running scams

I'll tell you what's the plan ducking off with yo mans

Money cash in advance

My body is enhanced

Sitting courtside in France

that's how I romance

I like to lick on his Eiffels

I like to tongue-kiss his towers

I'm dark like Godiva

But stay flossing Ivanka Trump

What

If you can't buy don't you touch

This pussy grabs back

I'm the nation's top hunt

I like his pockets with lumps

Real fat like the Klumps

With the trunk in the front

Take his Tesla to brunch

You don't got it you expunged

So what if I'm blunt

Talking shit hit the bench

AMEX no limit

I need a shopping spree at Saks

Saint Laurent and Louis bags

Off the runway, not the rack

Never average, far from that

Tours around the world

Platinum status keeps it thorough

Love to hear that ching ching

Diamonds Dancin

Bling Bling

Cream cash flow

Bankrolls

Chase bags so you gotta spend it on me

Dinero pesos

Get that dough

It's all about the money

I say it how I live it

A boss by the definition

Dreamchasing go grind to get it

No limits I'm steady lifting

Goals breaking through the ceiling

It's money out for the gettin'

These broke niggas insufficient

My leg up just know I'm pissin on em

Taken trips while you trippin on me

Come here Daddy come spend it on me

He spoiled me he wants me his ice princess

He tryna tag me but baby it ain't recess

How you tryna smash but won't spend yo last

By any means necessary get that cash

10k on my ass in my body bag

Ooh he a scamming ass nigga

Drive a C-class

It's a Birkin I need that

Receipts we don't keep that

I'm a boss bitch where the leash at

Own a dog pound with a keypad

You a dick sucka where your knee pads

I'm a spoiled bitch with a sugar dad

Don't know much algebra

But I been that one just add it up

Yea I talk cash shit keep it a buck

Come catch this fade I'll line em up

No half steppin big steppers get to the front row

No birds chirping he crumbing, I need a bread loaf

Cream cash flow

Bankrolls

Chase bags so you gotta spend it on me

Dinero pesos

Get that dough

It's all about the money