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It's a whole lotta money in this ***

Barbia, Barbia, BIA, BIA

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke ***

That broke *** get old

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ***

These *** get too bold

I'm allergic to that no ***

My wrist game on cold

I might paint my coupe white

Just to match with my toes, yeah

I can't wear the *** you *** wear

Because it's cheap to me

It's some money at my table

Grab a seat with me

Cost a ticket just to cover

All my legal fees

I don't hang with jealous ***

That's a weak disease

Don't run up

If you broke and in my business

Then just shut up

I invested in my body, I'm done up

I look good

I like to *** him when the sun up, uh

I put on my jewelry

Just to go to the bodega uh

And I keep it with me

Just so that I'm feeling safer

Fendi on my body

But my feet is in Bottega

I'm getting money, give a *** about a hater

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke ***

That broke *** get old

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ***

These *** get too bold

I'm allergic to that no ***

My wrist game on cold

I might paint my coupe white

Just to match with my toes

Ayo

I put on my jewelry

Just to *** my *** off

Fingers on his ***

Like I'm 'bout to tell him, cough

Wait, hold on, holiday

You can't give it to 'em dry like that

You gotta get that *** wet first

You gotta prep them for *** like that

Bring that *** back

Bring that *** the *** back

I put on my jewelry

Just to go out by the pool

And I keep it with me

Case somebody act a fool

Pucci on my ***

I'ma make these *** drool

Higher than the moon

But I'm in tune, so don't run up

Cause if you run up

I guarantee you ain't gon' leave

Looking done up

Some likkle Chinese bangs with the bun up

I got the crown

Lil' ***, you just a run' up

I put on my jewelry

Just to go to the bodega

And I keep it with me

Just so that I'm feeling safer

Fendi on my body

But my feet is in Bottega

I'm getting money, give a *** about a hater

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke ***

That broke *** get old

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ***

These *** get too bold

I'm allergic to that no ***

My wrist game on cold

I might paint my coupe white

Just to match with my toes

Ayo, BIA

I just bent the block

All these *** wanna be ya

Prolly cause my waist gone

Money long, Nia

Well, I ain't talking cars

Long hair, don't KIA

In a twin seater, you Tamera

What's Tia

My pussy, I fuck 'em like porn stars

Ain't playing basketball

But my *** is all stars

That Richie on my wrist

Cause I'm richer than most broads

Yo, Nick', these *** trippin'

Let's send 'em a postcard

I put on my jewelry

Just to go to the bodega

And I keep it with me

Just so that I'm feeling safer

Fendi on my body

But my feet is in Bottega

I'm getting money, give a *** about a hater

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

It's a whole lotta money in this ***

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke ***

That broke *** get old

Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ***

These *** get too bold

I'm allergic to that no ***

My wrist game on cold

I might paint my coupe white

Just to match with my toes

Bia, BIA