Wit This Money (feat. YFN Lucci)

Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well buy me a Coupe
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might buy my bitch one too
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
To be honest, I ain't know what to do
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well tell you the truth
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money

Ain't doing shit with it
Beat me a bitch with it
Serve you some wap
Then buy me a whip with it
Sippinack, apple cranberry mixed with it
How you say you street?
You never been in it
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might come and buy your team
Cause you can't feed 'em
Ain't doing nothing but get her hair and nails did
Now she got the big head like Gina
I'm in the building like Bruh Man
I'm feeding these bitches like Conan
I'm not a yes I'm a no man
Pull up I'm dumping with one hand
I'm in Hawaii with white bitches
Smoking blunt and her butt got a sun tan
I'm popping pens, they turning me up
And I'm feeling like I'm a hype man
They just booked a nigga out of Cali
First class now I'm out of here
Walk in the spot and secure the bag
I don't fuck with nobody here
I live my life fast 40
Haters they want to remind
I went and bust down a rollie
I call this shit perfect timing

Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well buy me a Coupe
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might buy my bitch one too
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
To be honest, I ain't know what to do
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well tell you the truth
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money

Hold up
I just went and put the charm on the Cuban
Come in like a hoochie but the bitch from Cuba
Gave her a couple of hundreds, smacked her on the booty
5 grams rolls smoking on a cutie
Told 'em wish me well, know I fuck with Lucci
Man I swear I'm about to loose it
Talking shit you got to prove it
I'm about action like a movie
All of this money they bringing these problems
They talking, they lying
I'm sick of the gossip
Acting ass nigga need an Oscar
You know I got a real nigga posture
Finessed everybody every plugger
Street nigga but my swag proper
Eating steak but I had Lobster
She is gonna choose, how you gonna stop her?
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this cash
I fucked up a bag
I won't say shit with this money
I send a hit with this money
Do you understand?
I tried to tell you I ain't playing
Got 50k sitting on top of my head
Getting money was part of the plan
Pop a Xanax then fuck on a fan

Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well buy me a Coupe
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might buy my bitch one too
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
I might as well tell you the truth
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money
Ain't doing shit with this money



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Writer(s): Demario White, Jarven Harris, Rashawn Bennett
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