[Intro]
DJ hubithekid

[Chorus: hubithekid]
Bitch, I walk into the club, designer jeans, designer drugs
We makin' hits and countin' guap (Count it up, count it up)
Walk into the store, bitch, I be buying hella clothes
This ho be bumping all my songs, now she shake it up like Bella Thorne
Got me some bands, need hella more
Bitch, I got bands like a fucking tour
My money dance like CeCe Jones
Rockin' Chanel, CC on my clothes, yeah
Got me some bands, need hella more
Pop me some X and I perform
Smelling like gas, that's my cologne
Got brand-new nails like a bimbo

[Verse 1: asteria]
Yeah, hit her flip phone when she up all alone
Other bitches get gone, I got up on my own
All I see is hella green, bitch, my wallet can't fold
Y'all will know what I mean when you get this cold

[Chorus: asteria]
Bitch we countin' up, we spend the bucks, designer stuff, designer clothes
She down to fuck, I fill my cup, I had it rough, but now I'm on
Everybody 'round ain't lend a hand when I was down, I never fold
And now they can't come spend a band or three or four, walk out the store
Bitch we countin' up, we spend the bucks, designer stuff, designer clothes
She down to fuck, I fill my cup, I had it rough, but now I'm on
Everybody 'round ain't lend a hand when I was down, I never fold
And now they can't come spend a band or three or four, walk out the store
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