Income WANG$AP

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Drop the baby off and pick the bands up
Drop the baby off and pick the bands up
She just wanna pop it 'fore her man come
She just tryna pop it on her hands, huh?
Drop the baby off and pick the bands up
Drop the baby off and pick the bands up
She just wanna pop it for some income
She just wanna pop it for some income
She use cocoa butter for her stretch marks
She use baby powder for her newborn
Always keep the Prada in the room, uh
She just want the Prada, put the shoes on, woo
Fuck a coupon, she just tryna pop it when her man gone
Want a threesome and a and some
Want a foursomе and a and some

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky]
She that star, and she shinе like gold
There she go, slidin' down that pole (That pole)
Tiger Woods favorite sport on a tee
I ain't got no girlfriend, all this Chanel is for me, yeah
Don't ever let these niggas disrespect you
Why she backin' up like that?
Don't let nobody judge yo' intuition
You pop that pussy and you pay tuition
You making wrong decisions
Now you could take a couple hoarders but that ain't yo' vision
You'd rather cook it up on stage than cook it in the kitchen
I get it, go get it, that mula, you got it
Congratulations baby girl, you did it
I ain't mad at you, what them big stacks do
Lookin' like a snack with that lower back tattoo, uh
Baby bottle with them tips
Any nigga that'll pay the rent, yuh