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Show you around in a mansion
Look at all the cars, do you like them, girl?
Baby blue pills, tell me what impresses you the most, yeah, uh
We in this money, work forever, yeah
And let the money talk forever
And let the money talk forever, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We on top of the pyramid
I'll be on top of the pyramid, yeah
So I'll never be alone again
Whip you speakin', bring the money fast
Birkin's, Pucci bags, not a thought to get attached
Buy you another bag, they can't get enough of that
Like a big dog tryna get that kitty-cat
And I got bands, and a girl I got checks on the bank
White leather in the Royce cost another rack
In studio sessions, we be like a party
All my girls wanna ride in the Ferrari
Yeah, and I make all of that dance, yeah
Blue face, ain't no drama, all friends, yeah
Stop the count, but I know they all tens, yeah
All the bad bitches wanna shake ass, yeah
Pretty bitches, I was repping ever since I turned nineteen
Bad girl, go to Hollywood, she dance for me like a Billie Jean
Porsche 911, queen stacking up like politicians
Yeah, I got prada and zing, a lot of people call me bitches
Vegan bitches, vegan dishes
Bad bitches stacking racks like they are politicians
When you own the box, you throw them his Patek, Xanax, and riches
That's how you know you a juvenile hustler
Folding cash when you talk to me
Check the time when you talk to me
Furniture from the '80s in their house, jazz music girls on the sofa, signal on the lean
Got the candy, got the Louis, Fendi
Everybody friendly when they talk to me, like family, I've been smoking much
Snoop Dogg, I need me an Annie
Cause I just can't remember who I know and who just met me
Pretty girls, I'll call you rich boss
Rich bitches, baby daddy shit
Pull out a new lip balm like capillary
And I get all of that dance, yeah
Blue face, ain't no drama, all friends, yeah
Stop the count, but I know they all tens, yeah
All the bad bitches wanna shake ass, yeah
Pretty bitches, I was repping ever since I turned nineteen
Bad girl, go to Hollywood, she dance for me like a Billie Jean
Porsche 911, queen stacking up like politicians
Yeah, I got prada and zing, a lot of people call me bitches
Vegan bitches, vegan dishes
Bad bitches stacking racks like they are politicians
When you own the box, you throw them his Patek, Xanax, and riches
That's how you know you a juvenile hustler