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 still got it (got

Play this shit in the club for me, for me, for me (for me) I just ran hunnid yard dash You spent too much cash Screw your Goyard bags I knew that you wouldn't last (no way) I'm in physics class I knew that you wouldn't ask She got too much (shh, what?)

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

Smoke it out Don't let em get me Here we go! Pack your bags we gotta leave this town for good Don't complain, I've never done these things before Flashing lights in the rearview, hit the gas If one things for sure- I will be going fast! Step on the gas

Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches Blue cheese in my off whites Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs 50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip

I been doin' fine without you Forgettin' all the love we once knew And girl, I ain't the one that slammed that door But now you say you've changed your thinkin' But I ain't got a heart for breakin' So go and pick your bags up off my floor 'Cause love

Shake that ass for a couple digits (for a couple digits) She checkin' bags like she 'bout to trip it ('bout to trip it) Showin' out got er'body attention (er'body) Told her told her, give her what you wannna, want I don't got no patience I ain't no D.O.C