One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

Blow that dope, dope 'Cause you spend too much time with your friends, fuck y'all doing? Hey Spending money on strip clubs and drugs, I knew it Damn shawty, you know love ain't the same way I do it I'm the only drug you need to get you through it I

Gold coins everywhere, Dollars up in the air It's a billionaire's love affair Money pours like the rain falls And I'mma spend it like I don't care That's what I dream of in my head Gold coins out the window My grills are so neat, drip icy cold Got

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

Here's life without you How can I show you that Just promise me forever, boo All that money I spend All those places I been I can't forget you babe Working hard for this loot Girl I wanna spend it with you

Man, oh my God Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her