Can't Stand It
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin' (I did it again)
Locked in, tryna make a couple moves before I touch down
Money callin', wrist splash, I'm glistennin'
I pay attention to the commas when we talkin'
You know I'm all about the paper, babe
Tell me that you proud of me
Don't you ever lie to me
This ain't what I wanted, baby, this is what it gotta be
It ain't no declinin' me, takin' no apology
Tryna take it out but they don't know what's up inside of me
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I'm livin' this best for real
Shakin' my D's and runnin' my check up, in all of my hands for real
Flip seventeen and all they see was seventy bands to chill
I'm gettin' my money and they can't stand it for real
All of my dawgs got sticks and choppas
And they gon' blem them shits for real
Damages, I promise, I can't plan this shit for real
Manage with the slicin', cuts and bandage it for real
We pull up, hoppin' out the banshee
Solid wallet, oh it's your baby mama in Miami (Yeah)
Put the gloves on, I can't wear the brick, hands free (Yeah)
Bitch I'm from the brick and I can't let no nigga scare me (Yeah)
Trap back boomin' 'cause my niggas got no plan B
Me I'm dandy, si-sippin' brandy, with drip of candy, oh yeah
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crashbandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talkin' no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane, when I fill up
Nearly sick to your stomach might throw up
It ain't you unless I told you
You stuck on my old moves
They claimin' that they down better quit 'fore I expose you
I had some ups, I had some downs
I had to break, I had to fall
I had some wins but understand that I also took a loss
Been a few that tried to cross and just like that they paid the cost
It ain't much for me to say, I think that I might risk it all
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin' (I did it again)
Locked in, tryna make a couple moves before I touch down
Money callin', wrist splash, I'm glistennin'
I pay attention to the commas when we talkin'
You know I'm all about the paper, babe
Tell me that you proud of me
Don't you ever lie to me
This ain't what I wanted, baby, this is what it gotta be
It ain't no declinin' me, takin' no apology
Tryna take it out but they don't know what's up inside of me
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I'm livin' this best for real
Shakin' my D's and runnin' my check up, in all of my hands for real
Flip seventeen and all they see was seventy bands to chill
I'm gettin' my money and they can't stand it for real
All of my dawgs got sticks and choppas
And they gon' blem them shits for real
Damages, I promise, I can't plan this shit for real
Manage with the slicin', cuts and bandage it for real
We pull up, hoppin' out the banshee
Solid wallet, oh it's your baby mama in Miami (Yeah)
Put the gloves on, I can't wear the brick, hands free (Yeah)
Bitch I'm from the brick and I can't let no nigga scare me (Yeah)
Trap back boomin' 'cause my niggas got no plan B
Me I'm dandy, si-sippin' brandy, with drip of candy, oh yeah
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crashbandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talkin' no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane, when I fill up
Nearly sick to your stomach might throw up
It ain't you unless I told you
You stuck on my old moves
They claimin' that they down better quit 'fore I expose you
I had some ups, I had some downs
I had to break, I had to fall
I had some wins but understand that I also took a loss
Been a few that tried to cross and just like that they paid the cost
It ain't much for me to say, I think that I might risk it all
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
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Writer(s): Daystar Peterson, Sydne George, David Cunningham, Tiana Hernandez
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