[Intro]

Stackin' up my Cash App

[Verse 1]

I got so many boys stackin' up my Cash App

Your man wanna get a taste of me because my ass fat (That's facts)

But if he's broke, then I won't let him tap that

When I'm in Hollywood, I'ma have the last laugh

I'm 'boutta blow up like TNT

He give me pipe like PVC

Take him to my crib like MTV

I know why bitches envy me (Ha)

When I go outside, they takin' pictures like it's TMZ

I-I-I'm 'boutta throw it back, but I'm not talkin' 'bout TBT

(I'm not talkin' 'bout TBT)

I'm not talkin' 'bout TBT

[Verse 2]

My kitty taste sweet just like a Pop-Tart

Look in the mirror, I'm gettin' thicker than some corn starch

In the day, I'm the one and only enby popstar

But during the night time, I'm an enby pornstar (A-a-ah, ah)

I buy Gucci, I buy Prada

I buy Dolce & Gabbana

Broke-ass bitches can't have nada

Not me though, I got commas

Tryna fuck? Bet you wanna

Make me hot like a sauna

Got the Juice, not that Jamba

I'm not tryna deal with drama (Nope)

[Pre-Chorus]

(I got so many boys stackin' up my Cash App)

[Chorus]

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