We ain't gon' last baby Yeah somethin' tells me Oh yeah, oh yeah Let's make it work Yo' intuition has been tellin' you Things that you never knew (never knew) Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals But still I keep it professional

I say bitch I smell like money, that’s that dope and cologne And if he ain’t getting money, don’t love him, leave his broke ass alone I say if he ain’t getting money, leave his stank ass alone Here I go, here I go this that C5 Bitch I’m back, with that

Don't be spiteful Don't get too caught up with that nigga 'Cause you got you a nigga What we had wasn't love, love, love, love, yeah Don't hate on my new bitches And I won't be spiteful I see you takin' shots girl I see you ain't forgot girl Take us out

You niggas not makin' no noise I wanted the 'Rari, no Porsche Jumped right off the porch I was trappin', had to make it a sport I'm back on the court Dexter rich forever, pass him the torch Takin' that bitch if she yours You niggas ain't makin' no noise

Tell me is that deja vu? 'Cause you want me and I want you 'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no 'Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no 'Cause I can't take it no more No you ain't like them bitches Tell them hoes adios And you can drop your panties Leave

I do what I like, I do, I do I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like I think us bad bitches is a gift from

I wish a motherfucka' would Tell me that I ain't hip hop bitch you ain't hip hop Tell me that my shit gon' flop bitch your shit gon' flop I wish a motherfucker would, hell naw, I wish a motherfucker would Chill chill chill, let 'em rhyme man You know

Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall That shit look like a mall My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci) My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall

And she want the guala guala And she like the guala guala Guala guala, yeah Guala guala, yeah Yeah, yeah, I'm gassin', woah You ain't 'bout that action, no, woah Yeah, yeah I'm 'laxin', woah Your bitch is cashin' Guala, guala, guala guala

I ain't trippin' on a bitch (Trippin' on a bitch) I'm just drippin' on a bitch (I ain't trippin' on a bitch) I need you for five, I need you for five You need me, I'm the plug to the life that you desire I ain't trippin' on one thing And I ain't gon'