I got money, bills all over the floor

She hit my city, said, “Come over, lil’ ho.”

She’s callin’ on my phone, sayin’ she miss my cologne

But now I’m on my own

They just don’t get it no more — they don’t get it no more

I said, “Let’s get it, lil’ ho, get it, lil’ ho.”

You know I did it, lil’ ho — I did it, lil’ ho

Took her to the runway — ho, I got my own way

Told that girl I’m on my way, I’m only a mile away

Pull up to the studio, let’s go make a movie, ho

Yeah, yeah — I love it when you move it, ho

It’s for me, yeah, yeah — it’s for me

Told her that she can stay up in my fortress

Yeah, my shooter’s takin’ portraits

I ain’t countin’ enough money — that’s why I feel worthlеss (never enough)

I know my bitch lovе me ’cause I put in the work

When I pull up to the valet I know you the clerk, yeah

Boy, you got no movement ’cause you be on the Perc

I assume that’s what you doin’, yeah…

It’s ruined, yeah, yeah

What you doin’? — Ho fluent

On my nuts she chewin’, on this beat I’m glidin’ (so fast)

I’m collidin’ (so bad), yeah she ride it (so long), every Friday (mhm)

Seven days, yeah — seven stays, ya, ya

Servin’ bass — I’m the real bass

Doin’ what she say, I know that she play

I said it’s okay, I gotta make that pay

Uuuuhhhhuuuuuh — I gotta kill the pain

Gotta make that bankroll, gotta make that pay

Yahhhhhhh!

I ain’t countin’ enough money — that’s why I feel worthless

That’s why I feel worthless

I ain’t countin’ enough money — that’s why I feel

I ain’t, I ain’t

Money is worthless — that’s why I feel worthless

That’s why I feel worthless

I ain’t countin’ enough money — that’s why I feel worthless

That’s why I feel worthless

I got money, bills all over the floor

She hit my city, said, “Come over, lil’ ho.”

She’s callin’ on my phone, sayin’ she miss my cologne

But now I’m on my own