Untitled Vince Staples

(Chorus)
Throwin' money on the floor
Pick it up, Do it slow girl
Show me what you're worth
If you're worth shit
Throwin money in the air
Make it rain in a drought
Girl show me what you 'bout
If you 'bout shit
They ain't 'bout shit
They ain't 'bout shit
See 'em hatin' on your shine now
Nah nah nah
They ain't 'bout shit
They ain't 'bout shit
See em hatin' on your shine now
Nah nah nah

(Verse 1)
[?] for the outfit, Card notes for the convo's
Know they start with where you get those ?
Bad bitch in the forefront tryna' get chose
Six, six pumps in the ford trunk
No doe in the bank, But that ass look right
Right place, Right time might change your life
This could be a good night, Started off on a high note
Roll it in the paper, baby blaze it
Now you walking with ya' eyes closed
Eyes on you, You can barely see the room
Fuck the run around, What ya' tryna' let a nigga do
What a nigga gotta prove
Thats what everybody want, To be reassured
Fall in love, Reaping the reward
What you need to pour another shot
We livin in the moment, floating
Going through the motions
Keep ya' head above the waters tide
But I love to ride, Thats on every single dollar in my pocket
Bout to make them fly, See if you can stop it