That's It

Yeah, ooh, Kitty
Get money bitch

Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it

Diamond my wrist
That's it
Get money bitch
That's it
Look at my fit
That's it
We hittin' licks
That's it

We takin' trips
That's it
Bad as it gets
That's it
Top of the list
That's it
Fuck it, I'm rich
That's it

Thick thighs save lives (ooh)
Pick a flight, G5 (ooh)
Run it up sky high (ooh)
Run it up wallah (ooh)
Niggas ain't all what they posting to be
Bitches pretend that it's supposed to be beef
Front row, court side with the seats
Pretty white feet and a freak in the sheets

Get money, talk that's the lingo
Stack up that paper like Kinco
Pretty lil' bih from the hood
But it's AMG Benz when I pop out to mingle
I put a chic on a nigga then double back
We put the stick on a nigga (yeah)
I'm in the VIP with nigga
No pic but I made him come tip for the liquor (yeah)

Run it up, get the bag, dip
Double up, run it back, flip
Money come and go
We get it to spend it
And spin the block to get it back, okay

Hop in the whips, okay
Cartier wrist, okay
Top of they list, okay
Fuck it we lit, okay

Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it
Yeah that's it

Diamond my wrist
That's it
Get money bitch
That's it
Look at my fit
That's it
We hittin' licks
That's it

We takin' trips
That's it
Bad as it gets
That's it
Top of the list
That's it
Fuck it, I'm rich
That's it



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Love, Leon Terrell Smith, Taylor Hing
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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