Yessir
Yessir
I just got my money
Yessir
Got my money honey
So I dropped it on a damn shirt
Dropped it, spent it
Fucked the bitch and got it
All the bands up
Got my money
Yessir
Runnin' up them bands up
Why you under pressure?
Why you acting like you see nobody
With some hands up?
Now you wiping hands off
Walking wit ya hands up
Acting like a bitch
Nobody hit you with a ransom
I just copped the fit to dress up
Got my money
Funny, when you leavin
You be messed up
Cookin' up a bunny
I be thuggin'
I be flexed up
Runnin' to the bank
Uh
Looking at my paystub
It's up
Now she really better pay up
Look at me, ain't funny
But no really she be messed up
Speaking of a flex up
She think money funny
But i'm looking to arrest her
Looking for a Tesla
Yessir
I just got my money
Yessir
Got my money honey
So I dropped it on a damn shirt
Dropped it, spent it
Fucked the bitch and got it
All the bands up
Got my money
Yessir
Runnin' up them bands up
Why you under pressure?
Why you acting like you see nobody
With some hands up?
Now you wiping hands off
Walking wit ya hands up
Acting like a bitch
Nobody hit you with a ransom
Yessir
I just got my money
Yessir
Got my money honey
So I dropped it on a damn shirt
Dropped it, spent it
Fucked the bitch and got it
All the bands up
Got my money
Yessir
Runnin' up them bands up
Why you under pressure?
Why you acting like you see nobody
With some hands up?
Now you wiping hands off
Walking wit ya hands up
Acting like a bitch
Nobody hit you with a ransom
I just copped the fit to dress up
Got my money
Funny, when you leavin
You be messed up
Cookin' up a bunny
I be thuggin'
I be flexed up
Runnin' to the bank
Uh
Looking at my paystub
It's up
Now she really better pay up
Look at me, ain't funny
But no really she be messed up
Speaking of a flex up
She think money funny
But i'm looking to arrest her
Looking for a Tesla
Yessir
I just got my money
Yessir
Got my money honey
So I dropped it on a damn shirt
Dropped it, spent it
Fucked the bitch and got it
All the bands up
Got my money
Yessir
Runnin' up them bands up
Why you under pressure?
Why you acting like you see nobody
With some hands up?
Now you wiping hands off
Walking wit ya hands up
Acting like a bitch
Nobody hit you with a ransom
Yessir
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