Can’t take it to the grave wit you

Only here to play with you

Bitches only want it when you spend it on a date for em

Spend it on a grey foreign

They ain’t gonna pay for it

Throw it in the air watch em shake make em beg for it

You don’t really wanna see what happens when the money gone

Bitches got no time for the homie with no Rollie on

Yeah she call me daddy , don like I’m Corleone

Cing has come back with the tracks

I’m about to blow another stack

I’m about to hit it from the back

Bitch she call mе Fred cuz I fuck her with an ascot

Pussy is the mascot

Takе her to the back lot

Shotty boutta tap out

I ain’t tryna cash out

Fuck her from the back like I’m tryna blow her back out

Money get the best of me

I ain’t got the recipe

Pretty white tee

Booty on fleek

Shawty lookin good right next to me

Time is of the essence

Come and bring the presents

I just really fuck with her presence

My honey look good in some dresses

That I bought for her

Take her to the top floor

Let her know I’m all yours

Got her down on all fours

With force

Star wars

Dark like a sith lord

I just wrote a script shore

I mean scripture

Bitches out the picture

I’m with her

Til the end of time

I ain’t outta line

Moneys doin fine

I ain’t gotta lie

Bitches step aside

I said I’m fine

I ain’t countin cash til I’m in a pine box

With no time clocks

And no black Glocks

And no crack heads swingin

Over crack rocks

While they packin socks in they crocs

For real