You don’t get money RIVEN

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[Intro]
Bad bitch, feel me (Feel me)
Get brain, easily (Easily)
And I pop me a bitch, I want you Sydney (I want you Sydney)
It's okay lil' ho—
[Chorus]
You don't get no money, I think that shit funny
You broke and you bummy, this racks up on me
This hoes always cap, and they always on me
Don't hit me up, if you don't even talk to me
Step into the club, like this shit is my property
I'm gettin' this money like I won the lottery
[Verse 1]
Sit the fuck down if you not gettin' bucks
''Riven you just like to givin' them bucks''
''Riven you just like to givin' no fucks'' (Ooh)
I'm payin' this bitch I'm [?] to
I'm in the studio, [?]
You ain't even good, I haven't heard of you
[Verse 2]
I'ma keep (I'ma keep), gettin' green (Gettin' green)
On the scеne (Uh, on the scenе), I'm on the scene (I'm on the scene)
But honestly (Ho-honestly, uh), you ain't sure of me
Fly on economies
Bad bitch, feel me
Get brain, easily
And I pop me a bitch, I want you Sydney (I want you Sydney)
It's okay lil' ho, I knew you not gonna bring no dough (Dough)
I'm sorry lil' ho, ayy, just keep it juggin' at the show (Show)
I'm postin' up as a skull (Skull)
Hop in the whip and I'm turnin' on my engine 'cause all this niggas they slow (Vrum)
Fuck niggas, all up on my [?] at school, I want them nigga' goin'