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She over here giving brain to me
She said I love when you sing to me
Money it just ain't a thing to me
This music shit it ain't a game to me
I'm busy running my bands up
While you complain and throwing your hands up
Might pour up more lines then a stanza
Say fuck it we take you for ransom

She over here giving brain to me
She said I love when you sing to me
Money it just ain't a thing to me
This music shit it ain't a game to me
I'm busy running my bands up
While you complain and throwing your hands up
Might pour up more lines then a stanza
Say fuck it we take you for ransom

I might say fuck it and pour some shit
I might say fuck it and roll some shit
I just might fuck on the baddest bitch
Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch
I might say fuck it and pour some shit
I might say fuck it and roll some shit
I just might fuck on the baddest bitch
Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch

Like hold up
Lemme talk to em
At least a band on my fit with I walk through
Told em watch your tone when you talk too
Though I'm putting in work I'm the boss too
Guess that's why yo bitch wanna sex me
Why she always chilling with her bestie
Wanna guess please? Yeah that's me
Can't test my name, Can't press me

If we talking bout bands I got hella
If we picking out thorns I want Bella
Know she feeling the vibe we not regular
She gon fuck with the kid cuz I'm pressure
Know they peeping the drip when they see me
Why they hate but they still wanna be me
Imma leave 'em in wonder like Stevie
Know my diamonds they shining in 3D

Ksubi with the Ricky, that lil thotty picky
She gon give me hickey, gripping on my blicky
Asked her if she ready, go girl give me heady
Always keep a Becky, she said wavey reck me

She over here giving brain to me
She said I love when you sing to me
Money it just ain't a thing to me
This music shit it ain't a game to me
I'm busy running my bands up
While you complain and throwing your hands up
Might pour up more lines then a stanza
Say fuck it we take you for ransom

She over here giving brain to me
She said I love when you sing to me
Money it just ain't a thing to me
This music shit it ain't a game to me
I'm busy running my bands up
While you complain and throwing your hands up
Might pour up more lines then a stanza
Say fuck it we take you for ransom



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Writer(s): Marley Sturdivant
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