[Intro: Juicy J & Logic]
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
Nigga, spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
Spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
Bitch, spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
Why the fuck y'all came up in the club?
If you just gonna hold dollas up?
Mane, these bitches, they ain't here for free
Shit, and a couple hundred ain't enough (Woo)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
Nigga, spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
You better spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass
You better spend it, you can't take it with your broke-ass

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Tryna be me, you can't see me with your broke-ass
Sign a deal, tell my label, "I need more cash" (Come on)
Fitness guru, puttin' pounds in the black bag (Pew, pew, pew)
He ain't spendin' like I'm spendin', need to get back
Who you know go in the club, make them run outta ones?
In here lookin' like a lick, you know I keep a gun
Juicy J inside my system, tryna have some fun (Turn up)
Superchargin' all my motors 'case I have to run (Skrrt)
You can have her back, I'm done
I'm number one at numbers ones (Uh)
And makin' sure that profit come
Bust it down like honey buns
It look like we been money launderin'
Everyday, I'm buyin' somethin'
Sticks on deck, I caught it comin'
Spend that shit like you was haunted
Baby
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