Don't bring me no bag, bag, I want a envelope Ain't 'bout to count no money, ain't sellin' no dope Ain't 'bout to count no money, nah, ain't sellin' no dope You-you a mouse in a trap house (trap house), I'ma dog in a cat house (cat house) Don't bring me no

You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta try so hard Askin', "where the hoes at?" to impress me Askin', "where the moneybags?" to impress me Say you got to burn your stash to impress me It's all in

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the

Blame it on the bag bag You can blame it on the bag bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money money But I still can’t

Trash bag, bag, full of cash, full of cash Count that up, count that up, count that up Twenties, count that Hundreds, count that Dollars, count that Money, count that Daisy it's crazy, and so as the home girl Red

I can transform ya, Anything ya want, I can get it for ya, Your my baby girl shoulda know I did it for ya, I can trans, I can trans, I can transform ya Shoes you got it (got it) Bags you got it (got it), Cars you got it (got it), Money Money still got it (got

Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah) Lamborghini Urus is a fast car (Fast) I'm around the world, securin' me a bag, bag, boy (Boy) Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next) Rolls Royce, got carpet in the

I'm-a, I'm-a a diva I'm-a, I'm-a a diva (hey) Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustler Of a hustler Of a, of a hustler I'm-a, I'm-a This is a stick up, stick up I need them bags of that money money I'm-a a diva (hey)

Double talkin' jive get the money money motherfucker 'Cause I got no more patience Found a head and an arm in da garbage can Don't know why I'm here Livin' on the run for oh so long I gotta go collect Double talkin' I got (lies) No more patience man Back in