But she gotta have some money she could spend, no

Hey, I made this beat

Shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You just gotta tell me what you into

We could take a trip and bring your friends too

I'd do this shit forever if I wanted

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, you gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Me and Sue run the same chicks

East smoking to the rich, no look assists

Curry for the three in the clutch time

In high school you was eating free in the lunch line

Your main bitch in my DM

She say she like the candy paint on my BM

Single baby mother like black China

A fucker so good make her forget Tiger

Break your main bitch heart, heartbreak gang

She covered up the tattoo with baby daddy name

A hundred thousand lords in my rock stars

I done came a long way from ducking cop cars

You just gotta tell me what you into

We could take a trip and bring your friends too

I'd do this shit forever if I wanted

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, you gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Big Sue, I've got bops on deck

In the penthouse getting topped to the neck

I'm just trying to make a little money, can you feel me?

She was fucking with me, now she play for team filthy

Now she got the heartbreak tatted on her

She ain't talking about no money, so I cat it on her

Took her out of element, she hit the panic button

Renegade alert, my homies get it out of purse

All I do is live and then I put it in a purse

I be killing everything, I need to buy a hearse

This shit is not rehearsed, it's realer than you know

We gon' fly wherever, baby, where you trying to go?

Just kidding

You just gotta tell me what you into

We could take a trip and bring your friends too

I'd do this shit forever if I wanted

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

It's a Porsche Panamera in my driveway

I told the bitch, it's my way or the highway

Low Ford Giatto's, can't afford the bottles

If I give this dick, bitch, you hit the lotto

My Vegas bitch dancing that sapphire

And them ain't diamonds, nigga, them is sapphires

I've been counting all types of money

He looking like he been having fucks for money

I split the half a hundred on this white show

And you can join in, you ain't gotta watch out

From East Oak in California to California

If I'm in and I can buy it, I don't do the loan

You just gotta tell me what you into

We could take a trip and bring your friends too

I'd do this shit forever if I wanted

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You gotta have some money you could spend, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You just gotta have some money you could spend, no