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[Intro]
Hey, Marcus, how you doin’?
This is Bobby callin’
Uh just touching basis with you
I want to know if everything okay with you
Because I been getting some family members callin’ me
And wonderin’ what is goin’ on with you and stuff
And I ain’t heard nothin’
And I know this can’t be over this baby
You know, and I don’t know why you mad and angry when it about somethin’ you did yourself
You gotta stop foolin’ with these old gals and shit
You know they out for money and stuff
And all these women are

[Verse 1]
Girl, you trippin’ and you know it
You think these issues that you got goin’ unnoticed
I smell some bullshit tonight, you the culprit
Bitch, I can read your motherfuckin’ mind like I wrote it
You swear you the baddest bitch alive (yeah, yeah)
I can see the madness in your eyes (yeah, yeah)
All your pain is packaged in disguise (yeah, yeah)
To your friends you yappin’ with the lies, I don’t mind
Feels like I don’t even know you
Girl, you ain’t got no clue what I’d go through for you
There ain’t much in this crazy world that I won’t do for you
But I don’t get the same love in return
It’s just a lesson learned, I’ll just let it burn, ’cause—

[Pre-Chorus]
I know
I don’t need you but you do need me, it shows
And bitch, I know
You just think I’m full of myself and broke
And bitch, I know
Go ‘head, just act like I’m dead and you don’t know me no mo’
It’s okay (okay)
‘Cause I know, I know, I know, I know

[Chorus]
I see you got some pain
Tell ’em who you got it from
I see you got a name
Tell ’em who you got it from
Show niggas your broken heart and
Tell ’em who you got it from
Tell everyone I did all this
Tell ’em all I’m the one you shouldn’t get involved with
I see you got some pain
Tell ’em who you got it from
I see you got a name
Tell ’em who you got it from
Show niggas your broken heart and
Tell ’em who you got it from
Tell everyone I did all this
Tell ’em all I’m the one you shouldn’t get involved with

[Verse 2]
I recall when we first met up
You had convinced me that you had your shit together
Back then all my homies said that you was just a set-up
My mind musta been gone
Damn, my momma taught me better
I just wanted you, baby
I don’t know what to do lately
It’s like I hate you and you hate me
And all this shit is too crazy for me
You got enough pride for the both of us
You can’t apologize, you don’t open up
I thought you would bride, would be close enough
I guess inside your mind you weren’t old enough
I look at you and think—

[Pre-Chorus]
I know
I don’t need you but you do need me, it shows
And bitch, I know
You just think I’m full of myself and broke
And bitch, I know
Go ‘head, just act like I’m dead and you don’t know me no mo’
It’s okay (okay)
‘Cause I know, I know, I know, I know

[Chorus]
I see you got some pain
Tell ’em who you got it from
I see you got a name
Tell ’em who you got it from
Show niggas your broken heart and
Tell ’em who you got it from
Tell everyone I did all this
Tell ’em all I’m the one you shouldn’t get involved with
I see you got some pain
Tell ’em who you got it from
I see you got a name
Tell ’em who you got it from
Show niggas your broken heart and
Tell ’em who you got it from
Tell everyone I did all this
Tell ’em all I’m the one you shouldn’t get involved with

[Verse 1]
Pull up in motorcades, I got a show today
It’s all I’m tryna do, hustle and motivate
Choppers a throwaway, hustle the Hova way
That’s why they follow me, huh? They think I know the way
Cause I took control of things, ballin’ the solo way
And if you counter my trend, I make you my protege
Slauson Ave. soldier raised, niggas don’t know them days
Take you in back of the buildings, make you expose your age
Take you across the tracks, make you explode a face
Now you official now, but you got a soul to save
I just been cookin’ that new, I’m bout to drop in a few
Think if I call it the great, the people gon’ call it the truth
Ain’t really trip on the credit, I just payed all of my dues
I disrespected the game, now my name all in the news
Trippin’ on all of my moves, quote me on this, got a lot more to prove
‘Member I came in this bitch, fresh out the county with nothin’ to lose

[Chorus]
Don’t do this for nothin’, no, from the ground up, yeah
But I don’t do this shit for nothin’, no, not at all, not at all, yeah
Like my money real, money real, dodge it though
So I don’t do this shit for nothin’, no, not at all, all
I told her I got it, yeah
I don’t do this shit for nothin’, not at all
From the ground up
Hustle and motivate

[Verse 2]
Back in this bitch like I never left
Stand for some shit that you never rep
Passing through stages in life
Through the ups and the downs like it’s all just another test
Hit by the rules like a fuckin’ ref
I got respect in a hundred sets
Too many chains, need another chest
Playin’ no games if it wasn’t chess
Cut from that cloth that you couldn’t stretch
Cut from that circle you couldn’t test
Heavily pressured and under stressed
Even though niggas ain’t show up, it was a mess
Honest and template to the left
Judge a young nigga by they address
Left us no option, what they expect?
Only thing we knew for sure was to bang the set
Fuck livin’ basic, I’m takin’ risks
Fuck what they sayin’, I’m sayin’ this
Don’t waste your time, it don’t make you rich
It don’t mean nothin’ so fuck ’em, let’s make a grip
Double up, triple up, make assist
Ballin’ so hard, you could play your bitch
Lead to the lake, if they wanna fish
Make sure them niggas around you stick to the script
This should be written in stone
You should come visit my zone
Don’t take my word, double check all of my flows
Ask ’em how Hussle got on, but fuck what you owe
This is for who walked down that road
Sold everything, but they soul
Straight off the curb, real niggas rich as you nerds
Addressed to whom it may concern
I don’t do this for nothin’, nah

[Chorus]
Don’t do this for nothin’, no, from the ground up, yeah
But I don’t do this shit for nothin’, no, not at all, not at all, yeah
Like my money real, money real, dodge it though
So I don’t do this shit for nothin’, no, not at all, all
I told her I got it, yeah
I don’t do this shit for nothin’, not at all
From the ground up
Hustle and motivate

[Verse 1]
Woo!
We on a wave, that luxury flow
And I don’t watch what I say, but I say what I know
Don’t wait on me, it’s too late for me
I walk with that step, Cali air what I breathe
And I’ve been drinkin’ all night, so please excuse me
If I say what I mean, blame it on the Hennessy
Can’t stop, won’t stop, baby

[Chorus]
It’s too late, for me
I partied too strong, now, baby, I’m gone
It’s too late, for me
I partied too strong, now, baby, I’m gone
It’s too late

[Verse 2]
Designer on me, I’m covered in that Gucci
Is that tension in the air? Or, baby, is that just me?
Too strong, I’m gone, yeah
Let me switch this flow up real quick
Go-getter, V for Vendetta
Whatever, I just do better
Trendsetter, search for the cheddar
No pressure, float like a feather
Smooth dude, big moves
Big trees, like Snooooop
Now I’m back
Let me bring it back to the track, oh, yeah
Can’t stop, won’t stop, yeah

[Chorus]
It’s too late, for me
I partied too strong, now, baby, I’m gone
It’s too late, for me
I partied too strong, now, baby, I’m gone
It’s too late

[Intro]
DP on the Beat
Greedy Money

[Hook:Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face, and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed, and we look like yeah
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Takin’ Xans ’till I can’t feel my face, and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah ayy, ayy (Cash Carti)

[Bridge 1:Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds flooded, like they sank, ayy
I’ve been pulling up in a tank, ayy (in a tank)
But my money got no limit, ayy (Cash Carti)
And my car don’t got no ceiling, ayy
And my bitch don’t got no limit, ayy
Making that money I’m willing, ayy
Told your bitch I got that money, ayy
Told your bitch that I be peeling you, ayy

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Refrain: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go these bitches know these bitches know
(counting all these rolls)
Everywhere I go my bank don’t fold that bank don’t fold
(Counting all these rolls)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Yeah
Got a bitch named Rubi Rose
See me with Justine, then she stopped calling my phone
I be in my zone
Girl what’s goin’ on
She stuck all in my phone
Ayy yeah

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Bridge 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
AK, big
Bitches, big
I be landing squad big
I f*ck that hoe ‘cause I want to
I f*ck them girls ’cause I want to
I f*ck them bad ’cause I want to
Yeah
Zone zone zone

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Chorus]
She dancin’ for her money
She dancin’ for her money
Money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
Money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
She dancin’ for her money

[Verse 1]
Aye
I heard she ’bout the business so I found what her work like
She working for that benz so she’s in this bitch the whole night
Yeah
Me i’m trying to hit it
[?] act right
She might be the chick i’ve been looking for my whole life

Go girl
Get it girl
Get the money
Bring it back
All my niggas
In the trap
Making money
Living [?]
Young nigga pockets [?]
Come and get it if you got it imma give it all
This other bitches never make them throw em’ up
She hit the club and get this shit going up

[Pre-Chorus]
She’ll break your heart
So don’t catch no feelings
She play her part
From the floor to the ceiling
[?]
I’mma take her down tonight
She nothing like this other bitches
She trynna’ get right

[Chorus]
She dancin’ for her money
She dancin’ for her money
Money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
Money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls

[Verse 3]
She working 9 to 5
She twerking for them guys
She hurting down inside
But shawty go survive
Cuz’ she handle her business
[?]

She countin’ the raindrops
From making that thing pop
She hit the club
Find a pole
Play a role
And make the sack
Stack it up
Rack it up
Bag it up
And bring it back
I can’t deny
She caught my eye
From the time I hit the club
Shawty fine
She the type
Let you inside
And mess you up

[Pre-Chorus]
She’ll break your heart
So don’t catch no feelings
She play her part
From the floor to the ceiling
[?]
I’mma take her down tonight
She nothing like this other bitches
She trynna’ get right

[Chorus]
She dancin’ for her money
She dancin’ for her money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
She dancin’ for her money
She dancin’ for her money
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
Shawty she ain’t nothing like them other city girls
She dancin’ for her money

[Bridge]
Why the hole be hatin’ on her cuz’ she booming
Shawty don’t really think about it just do it
Hit the club and she run it up
She goes stupid
Probably make a nigga fall in love with that booty
That shit ain’t going to work
That shit ain’t going work
We both came from up the dirt
And I put that money first
I ain’t trynna hurt

[Verse 4]
Came up in this bitch with all my haters
Niggas hate but we never trippin’
Act like my bro
They said they will
We only kept by the money slippin’
She popped her pussy and then she thank the lord
Pussy looking like it got a boner
I wanna hit it but I ain’t trying to own her
I might fuck her good and leave her alone

[Outro]
Heard that she be looking for some answers
Telling me nobody understands her
Maybe throwing shade on the dancers
But I won’t even trip get your bands up baby

Heard that she be looking for some answers
Telling me nobody understands her
Maybe throwing shade on the dancers
But I won’t even trip get your bands up
Uh baby