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I got bad bitches
Whole figures
Cold with it
Yeah we stacking money
I got bad bitches
Whole figures
Cold with it
Yeah we stacking money
Yeah we stacking money
I told my hoe stop acting funny
Yes I really want it
A couple of hoes acting all funny
Bad bitches
Whole figures
Cold with it
Yeah we stacking money
Bad bitches
Whole figures
Cold with it
Yeah we stacking money
Stack up on money
Work hard till it's Friday
She love molly turn-t up
From her molly
12AM on Sunday
About 12 cars on the driveway
Cruising on the highway
Vintage on the highway
Babe she on the runway
Kendall Jenner babe
Killing Dior runway
Money Coming my way

You know how my shawty be
You know my shawty wanted me
I'm just trying go inside
Catch a vibe
Let it be
Our paths they don't coincide
I'll let it die if you don't see
She said baby it's my way or the highway
Can't believe
I said baby like you wanna rush things
Stop messing things
I just don't understand
Why should I be your man
I'm a hopeless romantic with some antics
I asked my shawty
Like why are you so frantic
We go 120 on the highway
Why you all up in my space
Asking me questions I can't answer
Get out my space
I said baby it's my way and it's one way
I don't care if you were on the runway
Imma stick to myself
Because you know how I feel
Know I feel
Cause you know how my shawty be
Baby baby
Tell me if this is real
I don't know exactly how to feel
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Explain yourself to me
I wanna see
Is this make believe
Yeah yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Afikile Fubu
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