WAT ITS WORTH Lyrics

If I sold my soul, I wonder what it's worth

If I sold my hoe, I wonder what she worth

Baby, I'm about this business, nah this ain't none personal

Baby, I love these Benji's, it ain't personal

If I count this cake, can I count enough?

If I give you that guap, can you count it up?

All this paper in my jeans, make them tight as fuck

If you say you love me, is you down to bust?

She want me to pull up

My mind on that moolah

All these damn chains make me feel like Rick The Ruler

Your chains might be cold, but my diamonds cooler

My bitch 32, have you made love to a cougar?

I can't even see, cause these stones in my pinky ring

Diamonds VV, told my ho she don't mean none to me

I ain't one to brag, baguettes all in my hands though

All my bitches bad, I treat them like fans though

On me, on me

All this guala on me, I be ridin' by my lonely

On me, on me

All this guala on me, I don't wanna be ya homie

If I sold my soul, I wonder what it's worth

If I sold my hoe, I wonder what she worth

Baby, I'm about this business, nah this ain't none personal

Baby, I love these Benji's, it ain't personal

If I count this cake, can I count enough?

If I give you that guap, can you count it up?

All this paper in my jeans, make them tight as fuck

If you say you love me, is you down to bust?

If I sold my soul, I wonder what it's worth

Hollup!

Livin' the fast life and it's flashy

I been runnin' these racks at high speed

Look at my diamonds, they gon' wink

Nah for real, is you down to bust?

Nah foreal

It's not like before, I got big bankroll

Look in the mirror, do you love what you see?

I been runnin' these racks at high speed

Look at my diamonds, they gon' wink

If I sold my soul, I wonder what it's worth

If I sold my hoe, I wonder what she worth

Why you talkin' to me lil' ho? You know I got big bankroll

You weren't talkin' to me before, hatin' on the low

Whips with digi-dashes, black card it's all cashless

Can't go back to broke, pull these racks out like it's magic

On me, on me

All this guala on me, I be ridin' by my lonely

On me, on me

All this guala on me, I don't wanna be ya homie

If I sold my soul, I wonder what it's worth

If I sold my hoe, I wonder what she worth

Baby, I'm about this business, nah this ain't none personal

Baby, I love these Benji's, it ain't personal

If I count this cake, can I count enough?

If I give you that guap, can you count it up?

All this paper in my jeans, make them tight as fuck

If you say you love me, is you down to bust?