Networth Trippie Redd (Ft. Baby Goth & Clever)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Your bitch on Google tryna look up my net-worth
Yeah, flexin' hard, I know my pecks hurt
Yeah, VVS diamonds make my neck hurt
I just hit ten different bitches, a love letter
Bitch, a love letter
A love letter, yeah
Flexin' so hard, you know my pecks hurt
Yeah, VVS diamonds make my neck hurt
I just hit ten different bitches, a love letter
Bitch, a love letter

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, keep your guns up, get them funds up
Get that bag, uh, get it 'til the sun up
Got that mag', uh, hit you where you wonder
Make it rain, bitch, I make it thunder

[Verse 2: Clever]
Rain clouds, I kept goin' under
Came out drippin' water now I'm throwin' hundreds
When I'm on drugs
I don't want love, I just want drugs
Your bitch on Google, she stay lookin' at my net-worth
She know I'm headed to the money, comin' head first
She tryna find new ways to get me out this dress shirt
I'll have to fit her in the schedule, let me check her, I don't know