Strangers Q Money

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bobby Kritical

[Chorus]
If you with the shits, then I might can love you, bitch
I was gonna fuck you, 'til I found out I was rich
Hit the studio, now I'm back to makin' hits
Now I'm off probation, so it's back to makin' flips
I heard that bitch wanna be famous
What she gon' do to entertain us?
Make a movie or remain nameless?
We can be lovers or strangers

[Verse 1]
You can get the dick for a shout-out and a pic
I can't take no flick, unless you let me hit
I can't change your life, until you let me pipe
You can't flex your IG up until you take a flight
Foreign cars in every city, ship 'em every night, huh
Lambo in Ohio you ain't seen that in your life
Bitch, I'm getting money so I cannot do this fight
Argue with yourself, you outta mind and outta sight
You better change your mind and take the offer while it's right
So is I'm booking your flight in the morning or tonight?
I'ma book a roundtrip but you can't spend the night
Come give me that pussy and get right back on your flight, hey