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by

Quavo


[Intro]

Trap!

[HOOK]x2

I don't want to sleep no more, no more
I don't want to eat no more, no more
I don't want to drink no more, no more
I don't want to smoke no more, no more
I just want the f*cking cash
Put it in the paper bag
Diamonds blind them like they flashing
b*tch I'm rich and n*ggas mad

[VERSE 1]

Why these n*ggas mad cause I came up
They don't wanna see me shine but I'm iced up
Stayed on the grind for the blue bucks
I just want the benjamins, count it up!
I can't f*ck around with a broke b*tch
Too many diamonds in the bezel that's a broke wrist
Can't sleep, I'ma dream about the money
f*ck a ho, I'm trying to get hundreds!
I was broke, I ain't ask for a dollar
Now I'm rich and I'm counting up guala
I was jugging, really taking off masks
Twenty-Fifteen Rari' going fast
Had to get it as a kid, skipped class
Young n*gga doing numbers, no math
I know you fake-
Got benjamins all on my dinner plate
I get to the cake
You broke as a b*tch and you losing weight
My squad got nothing but them real n*ggas
If it ain't about the paper can't deal with you
I've been flexing in the mall you can take a picture
Woke up in a Rari' -
Now that I'm rich, no I'm not sorry
b*tches they calling me papi
[HOOK]x2

I don't want to sleep no more, no more
I don't want to eat no more, no more
I don't want to drink no more, no more
I don't want to smoke no more, no more
I just want the f*cking cash
Put it in the paper bag
Diamonds blind them like they flashing
b*tch I'm rich and n*ggas mad

[VERSE 2]

Look at my diamonds, you get blinded
You can't see me shining
You want to hate cause I'm rich?
Thinking you the man, you ain't really doing sh*t
I don't need nobody
Young n*gga came up you can't say nothing about it
b*tch never seen the Bugatti
Benjamins stuffed in my pocket
I'm touring the world
You think that I'm giving the f*ck about a girl?
Put me in the bank with a AK
I just want the money, have a nice day
You are no problem
Addicted to paper for money, I rob it!
I ain't gone lie I done been broke
Made it from the chopper with a nice scope
n*ggas gotta take care of their family
Your b*tch walk in my crib with no panties
Ho look at my diamonds they dancing
Keep staring where the f*ck is your manners?
Now that my name is the topic
They flexing on b*tches they know that I got it
A hundred can't fit in my wallet
I'm walking around with the commas!
[HOOK]x2

I don't want to sleep no more, no more
I don't want to eat no more, no more
I don't want to drink no more, no more
I don't want to smoke no more, no more
I just want the f*cking cash
Put it in the paper bag
Diamonds blind them like they flashing
b*tch I'm rich and n*ggas mad
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