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She said she want money well shawty I got it I keep too much cash so I keep me two wallets Ran up on me cause I drip like a faucet But she ain’t want me she just want all my pockets Running em dry she took off like a rocket Hitting a lick could’ve sent her to college Saw what I’m wearing so she wanted profit If she want it you know I could cop it Louis bags, Gucci bags, Prada bags Hit it in the morning and at night I’m finna run it out the back She want money, new designer, she want everything I have Imma spend it ain’t no debit finna run it up in cash MACK truck Baby better back up Tryna f*ck with shawty better get your fucking cash up She a city girl you know she finna act up She wonder where I got it well I had to the dash yeah aye Double down Gon put a lock on my money now I got a check and she love me now Try make me look like a fucking clown But I just hopped on a jet I ain’t breaking a sweat over that I want cars and respect And a brand new Patek check the wrist cause I’m making it wet And I need me the rest of the check cause I’m repping the set Woah, twisted How did they know I was gifted The way that she walk I’m addicted Walk in this bitch and I’m dripping Walk in you know that I’m winning Walk in you know that I’m in it You know that she love that I’m in it But I got checks They give me respect Got that ice on my neck F*ck on your bitch and I’m making it wet Talking bout ice I’m not talking bout sex Talking bout money not talking bout debt Talk bout your girl I’m not talking your ex Sliding right in there right quick with the text Yeah, I’m fucking with shawty cause shawty up next Got all those bodies but we still connect I got all those bodies from homis these shotties be sending some shots at your neck Ice in my veins but that ain’t from baguettes Feeling like D-Lo don’t play for the Nets Love how I’m living I’m feeling so blessed Yeah, what, I know she like it diamonds biting bitch be psychic yeah That one night shit overnight it flying private yeah Check the prices shawty like it wrist be seismic yeah Acid nitric feeling type lit she excited yeah But I’m gon do it I ain’t exclusive I’m dripping in Louis and Gucci but yeah you know that I be up in that Raf Got all these deals yeah I’m up in the business you that I’m running these racks Feel like I’m winning I got me the money, the paper, and I got these bags She said she want money well shawty I got it I keep too much cash so I keep me two wallets Ran up on me cause I drip like a faucet But she ain’t want me she just want all my pockets Running em dry she took off like a rocket Hitting a lick could’ve sent her to college Saw what I’m wearing so she wanted profit If she want it you know I could cop it Louis bags, Gucci bags, Prada bags I’mma hit it in the morning and at night I’m finna run it out the back She want money, new designer, she want everything I have Imma spend it ain’t no debit finna run it up in cash