[Intro: Fetty Luciano, Jay Critch and Jamz]
Turn me up
Haha
Gllttbow
Hey
Young niggas link up pussy
Talk Money Gang (Talk Shmoney Gang)
Get some money and stay out the fuckin' way (Okay)
Jamz, turn me up (Glllttt)
Stupid
[Hook: Jay Critch]
I get it and flip it, I handle my bussiness, my niggas like, "Where the dough at?" (Where the dough at?)
Like Gucci the slippers, Balmain with the zipper and some 3 Air Maxes, a throwback (Hey)
(We gon' get to the bag, you know that) I spend it and add in more racks
I brought the cash to the club to throw that
I cannot lie, you run up, get toe tagged
You dig (You dig), that bitch wanna have my kids (Have my kids)
I be sippin', might crash the whip (Crash the whip)
I be ballin', ain't passin' shit (Ain't passin' shit)
She know this ain't no average dick (Average dick)
She know how much the fashion is (Fashion is)
Hit a juug, I'm subtractin' shit (Subtractin' shit)
Back it up, and I'm taxin' it, hey (Juug, juug juug)
[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I came from somwhere that you not, cash in the shoebox, days in the mattress (Days in the mattress)
Everyday I make a new plot, I need some new guap, makin' a backflip (Makin' a backflip)
My bitch she look like a actress, and she be stackin', your bitch is catfish (Hey)
The shit that I'm doin', I'm dashin', goin' so fast that you cannot catch this (Skurt skurt)
The fame, I'm livin' so lavish, dip the ice in the water like [?] (I got [?])
Your bae wanna know all my actions, gettin' money, why the fuck is you actin'? (Fuck is you actin'?)
Watch out for that money, we clap shit
Know it's wrong, but we just gotta have it (Bow)
Pop out to the mall and I'm splashin', buy it all, got expensive habits (Hey)
And you ran up a bag, but then you lost it all, yeah, nigga that's tragic (That's tragic)
Had to get in my bag, got trips in the [?] nobody that's magic (That's magic)
Right now I'm in the Jag', one phone call thought these [?] (Thirty, thirty)
Throw your bitch in the trash, might doze off the lean, I'm spazzin' (Lean)
Then I'm done with her
Suck me up hoe, I don't wanna fuck (I don't wanna fuck)
From the [?] niggas gun you up
I told Justo we gon' run it up (Justo)
You better stay safe, get some money
Stay out the way, movin' funny (Stay out the way)
Stay in your place, diamonds sunny (Stay in your place)
Cop me a fade (Cop me a fade)
Turn me up
Haha
Gllttbow
Hey
Young niggas link up pussy
Talk Money Gang (Talk Shmoney Gang)
Get some money and stay out the fuckin' way (Okay)
Jamz, turn me up (Glllttt)
Stupid
[Hook: Jay Critch]
I get it and flip it, I handle my bussiness, my niggas like, "Where the dough at?" (Where the dough at?)
Like Gucci the slippers, Balmain with the zipper and some 3 Air Maxes, a throwback (Hey)
(We gon' get to the bag, you know that) I spend it and add in more racks
I brought the cash to the club to throw that
I cannot lie, you run up, get toe tagged
You dig (You dig), that bitch wanna have my kids (Have my kids)
I be sippin', might crash the whip (Crash the whip)
I be ballin', ain't passin' shit (Ain't passin' shit)
She know this ain't no average dick (Average dick)
She know how much the fashion is (Fashion is)
Hit a juug, I'm subtractin' shit (Subtractin' shit)
Back it up, and I'm taxin' it, hey (Juug, juug juug)
[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I came from somwhere that you not, cash in the shoebox, days in the mattress (Days in the mattress)
Everyday I make a new plot, I need some new guap, makin' a backflip (Makin' a backflip)
My bitch she look like a actress, and she be stackin', your bitch is catfish (Hey)
The shit that I'm doin', I'm dashin', goin' so fast that you cannot catch this (Skurt skurt)
The fame, I'm livin' so lavish, dip the ice in the water like [?] (I got [?])
Your bae wanna know all my actions, gettin' money, why the fuck is you actin'? (Fuck is you actin'?)
Watch out for that money, we clap shit
Know it's wrong, but we just gotta have it (Bow)
Pop out to the mall and I'm splashin', buy it all, got expensive habits (Hey)
And you ran up a bag, but then you lost it all, yeah, nigga that's tragic (That's tragic)
Had to get in my bag, got trips in the [?] nobody that's magic (That's magic)
Right now I'm in the Jag', one phone call thought these [?] (Thirty, thirty)
Throw your bitch in the trash, might doze off the lean, I'm spazzin' (Lean)
Then I'm done with her
Suck me up hoe, I don't wanna fuck (I don't wanna fuck)
From the [?] niggas gun you up
I told Justo we gon' run it up (Justo)
You better stay safe, get some money
Stay out the way, movin' funny (Stay out the way)
Stay in your place, diamonds sunny (Stay in your place)
Cop me a fade (Cop me a fade)
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