[Intro]
Might roll dubs, you might have G’s but f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga. 3x
f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga. 3x
You got the money ?
Aye you know I got you
Uh Uh
f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga
[Verse 1 JT]
Give me the cash f*ck a wedding ring (f*ck it)
Put some ice on my neck cash money watch it bling bling (bling). Always talking bout the block hot but you want a bad b*tch in Givenchy socks (nah)
Make them pieces hit or a n*gga milly rock (click)
Times up yeah game always shot clock (bye)
If you ain’t bout that bread you ain’t got a shot
Cause I’m that b*tch yeah I’m real hot
[Verse 2 Yung Miami]
It’s Yung Miami and I don’t play with n*ggas
b*tches got jealous cause my pus*y real glitter
pus*y n*gga conquering you better have bigger
So drop 5 racks and my tittes got bigger
All y’all hoes be so fake (facts)
I been in the game y’all hoes late (that’s right)
Watch yo baby daddy begging me to eat the cake (ow)
JT on the track we ain’t come to play , take off
[Verse 3 JT]
I stay hot and ready like Little Cesar’s (ready)
I need a n*gga who gon swipe them visas (cha-ching)
Don’t bring out my neck, my bag (boy move)
If you ain’t gon cut that check (cut it)
If he breaking bread you better f*ck with that n*gga (yep)
But if he don’t you better cut that n*gga (bye)
Always in my dm say I’m stuck up but when I ask you for something you said you f*cked up
Hell nah
[Verse 4 City Girls]
Uh Uh, you be talking all that fly sh*t but you ain’t really bout sh*t
I’m a fly b*tch she a free b*tch that’s the difference
And all you broke, bum, crusty ass hoes, move over
[Verse 5 Yung Miami]
He wanna f*ck with a raw b*tch
Pretty face, white teeth, not average
I need 4, 5 M’s straight savage
He want my tens, I need them digits off his plastic (Period)
[?] Louie spent racks
Here b*tch this your man getting fat (f*ck that n*gga)
Thought he was getting some of this cat
Ain’t sh*t sweet I ain’t have that (f*ck n*gga)
[Verse 6 JT]
He want a freak, pus*y pink like bubble gum
But talk is cheap f*ck n*gga this ain’t free lunch
Keep it up have them real n*ggas f*ck you up
Keep borrowing money case a lame n*gga tryna cuff
Showing off your watch, your ring
pus*y n*gga spend your change
Showing off your watch, your ring
f*ck n*gga spend that change
[Verse 7 Yung Miami]
Pump it up
n*gga show me what you bout (what you bout)
I’m the baddest little b*tch in the south (uh huh)
pus*y wetter than Miami in the drought (ha ha ha)
How do you bust a check you can get a little mouth
It’s about that time gotta chase that check (chase a check)
IG on swole, stop check my bag (bags)
Little daddy got bands so he might be nasty
Might take your n*gga just to spend his check
[Verse 8 JT]
Lil n*gga gotta spend that sh*t (yep)
Can’t f*ck me boy, won’t slang no di*k (uh uh)
You ain’t got no chips
You ain’t got not whips
Say you want a little baby
Well I ain’t that b*tch cause your broke (I’m listening)
And I need that check
I be at the club livid
You be posted in a Lex (boy bye)
Say you want a little time, well I need a little neck
Say he love me all the time, I don’t even read a text
Might roll dubs, you might have G’s but f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga. 3x
f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga. 3x
You got the money ?
Aye you know I got you
Uh Uh
f*ck that n*gga
f*ck f*ck that n*gga