[Intro: REASON]
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: REASON]
Look, if she ain't got a weave, I don't want her (I don't want her)
I only smoke a bitch from California (True)
I done had a bad bitch come through on the late night (Late night)
We ain't fuckin', I'm just makin' sure the cake right
I ain't trippin' on a pussy, where the money?
Mind on your paper, baby
Where the money?
She gon' have it all too, that one hunnid
Only question you should be askin' is "Where the money? Where the money, ho?"
[Verse 1: REASON]
She on game, I can be on game with her (Game with her)
Wha, bet her by the dollar, still the same nigga (Proof)
Money long, girl, looks gon' fade quicker
Paper like a book, baby lemme get on page with ya
Wait (Wait, wait, wait)
Money hungry, girl I love guap (Love guap)
Ballin' like a nigga gotta jump shot (Swish)
Yo Instagram poppin', you be killin' hoes (Wha)
What them likes mean if you bitches broke?
Catch me in the range, in that pussy like I'm rentin' though (Skrt!)
Pull up on 'em, spit some game, now she hittin' for it
Dus, dus, dice game, what it hittin' for?
I don't fuck with Instagram thots 'cause them bitches broke (Bitches broke)
Shit, my main bitch got her bachelors (Bachelors)
She just enrolled to get her masters (Wha?)
And a [?] longer and her taxes (Hah!)
She get her own shit, she don't gotta ask me
If you ain't got your own, got your own, I ain't hittin' it
In the [?], in the streets innocent
My bitch never lease, got a loan, she ain't rentin' shit
I ain't fuckin' with that gold diggin' shit
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: REASON]
Look, if she ain't got a weave, I don't want her (I don't want her)
I only smoke a bitch from California (True)
I done had a bad bitch come through on the late night (Late night)
We ain't fuckin', I'm just makin' sure the cake right
I ain't trippin' on a pussy, where the money?
Mind on your paper, baby
Where the money?
She gon' have it all too, that one hunnid
Only question you should be askin' is "Where the money? Where the money, ho?"
[Verse 1: REASON]
She on game, I can be on game with her (Game with her)
Wha, bet her by the dollar, still the same nigga (Proof)
Money long, girl, looks gon' fade quicker
Paper like a book, baby lemme get on page with ya
Wait (Wait, wait, wait)
Money hungry, girl I love guap (Love guap)
Ballin' like a nigga gotta jump shot (Swish)
Yo Instagram poppin', you be killin' hoes (Wha)
What them likes mean if you bitches broke?
Catch me in the range, in that pussy like I'm rentin' though (Skrt!)
Pull up on 'em, spit some game, now she hittin' for it
Dus, dus, dice game, what it hittin' for?
I don't fuck with Instagram thots 'cause them bitches broke (Bitches broke)
Shit, my main bitch got her bachelors (Bachelors)
She just enrolled to get her masters (Wha?)
And a [?] longer and her taxes (Hah!)
She get her own shit, she don't gotta ask me
If you ain't got your own, got your own, I ain't hittin' it
In the [?], in the streets innocent
My bitch never lease, got a loan, she ain't rentin' shit
I ain't fuckin' with that gold diggin' shit
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