Collection Of 10 645AR

[Intro]
(Chapo)

[Chorus]
I got a collection of ten
Baby, just stay with me in my pent'
Money bouncin' like we in the gym
Made men making these all type of bands
Can't play no games 'less I'm in it to win
In love, what a young nigga in
Can't help myself, I'm in love with the scent
They [?] they ain't gotta pretend
And I pull the shots we send

[Verse]
Real nigga can't keep up no more
Bring my ass on, we ain't waitin' on a ho
Mama told me go get it, that's all I know
Never worked a night and they said it showed
Just [?] for the money
Three bands [?] off guard
To be real, [?]
Ho don't want mе, finna fuck to this song
Girl, you know we ain't in love
I just can't leavе you alone
Yeah, the money turn me on
Ratchet, I'm breaking some bones
Don't ever leave me on my own
Reachin' for my tens
I'm in it 'til the end