Look, my bitches all bad,
my niggas all real
I ride on his dick in some
big tall heels
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold ass bitch,
I give Ross chills
Ten different looks and
my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth,
I feel all grills
He eat in the car,
that's meals on wheels (Woo)
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets,
I like mornin' sex (Woo)
But nothing in this world that
I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna
see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D,
I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch
need is the (Money flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it
to the store (Store, money)
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and
get a little more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)
I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby,
I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles
to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick,
goddamn
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
Let a bitch try me, boom (Boom)
Hammer time, uh
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets,
I like mornin' sex (Woo)
But nothing in this world
that I like more than
checks (Money)
All I really wanna
see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D,
I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch
need is the (Money flow)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it
to the store (Store, money)
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get
a little more (Money)
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
Bitch, I will pop
on your pops (Your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
You know who popped
the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit
not together (Okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Bitch, I will black
on your ass (Yeah)
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun,
spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one,
come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick
rocks, sis (Uh)
Jump it down,
back it up (Ooh, ayy)
Make that nigga
put down 2K
I like my niggas
dark like D'USSE
He gonna eat this
ass like soup (Ayy)
I was born to flex,
diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets,
I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this world that
I like more than Kulture
(Kulture, Kulture, Kulture)
All I really wanna
see is the (Money)
I don't really need the D,
I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
K, K, C (Woo)
(Money)
Money
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)