Cash App Woah Vicky

[Intro]
Tell me that you want my fucking cash app 'cause if you don't buy me bikinis
Take me swimmin'
I hope you got a fucking life vest

[Chorus]
Where the bag at? I gotta have dat (on God)
Gotcha baby daddy number in my cash app (ha)
Gettin' money hoe (money hoe)
Whatcha mad at? (huh)
You can get him back, bitch
Where his friend at? (where he at?)
Do it baby stick it baby
Woah it's Vicky baby (Vicky)
Ride it like a Hemi baby (ride)
Or the rolls or the bentley baby (skrt)

[Verse 1]
Where the d boys and where the scammers (where they at)
And if the check right bust it on camera (bust it)
White girl, got all you can handle (ooh)
No catfish, baby, no scandal
Just Chanel my purse and my sandals (yup)
And it'll sit it on your lap like Santa
It ain't no broke boy shit whatcha think this is
Is gon lay up gon for free
Vicky ain't your bitch