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[Hook]
Just cause you’re clever
Don’t disclose where I was
You slid in my head, told me I’m the one
Am I supposed to take you serious?
You want me to take you serious
It’s gon’ take more then some [?], Fendi
Really, for real, boy for real
For me to take you serious
You want me to take you serious
Uh-huh

[Verse 1]
I’m a bad bitch, I’m serious
You got that swag so I’m serious
I got that bank roll, I’m serious
It’s getting physical, I’m serious
Oh yeah, for real, for real
For real, for real
I’m serious, uh-huh

[Verse 2]
You want me to take you serious?
Gotta show me something
Ain’t no used to fronting
This a million you’s, tryna be the only one
And I’m just here stunting
Styling, Gucci slides on the island
Diamonds on my medallion
Shoes is Itallian, bag Coco Chanel
Bundles of ‘ported foreign, and I ain’t get ’em on sale
Aha, wrist got me flexing, when I talk on my cell
You don’t wanna swipe me? Oh well
Know somebody who will
That’s real, I don’t love ’em, I don’t trust ’em
If he ain’t got hustle, don’t fuck him
That’s gang, he a sucker
DM’s full of body’s like the nudes I sent
Snapchat me the filter, for every mood I’m in
It shouldn’t be news when I win
That ain’t nothing new
They see how I did the coupe
Dip low, when I slide through
They see how I did the roof
Dip low when I ride to
So if I call him boo
Just know he the fucking truth
That’s real

[Bridge]
I’m serious like a heart attack
Boy you know I got that water wet
I told him boy don’t play
Diamond rings, private jets
Yeah, daddy I want all of that
For me to take you serious
Them diamonds ain’t real
Them diamonds ain’t real
You want me to take you serious
You and I
You want me to take you serious
But you ain’t trying

[Hook]
Just cause you’re clever
Don’t disclose where I was
You slid in my head, told me I’m the one
Am I supposed to take you serious?
You want me to take you serious
It’s gon’ take more then some [?], Fendi
Really, for real, boy for real
For me to take you serious
You want me to take you serious
Uh-huh

[Hook]
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
You ain’t getting money
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
Can’t get nothing from me

[Verse 1]
I need at least 2 commas, cause I ain’t that kind
Not even fifty k, could get me out my pajamas
I need one point something, cause I want one point nothing
Had to turn in to something
And nothings not an option
When your life is worth fortune
I want it all, fuck a portion
I love the way my hair blow in that Panamera Porsche
And I love the [?] on my wine pop cork
I’m in a pent house top floor, and love a silk Versace robe
That I keep my pussy sweetened, my nigga do you hear me?
When I say you can’t afford me, I’m all about my Benji’s
Bitch never will I fall, I made the game look pretty
Bitch my name Kash Doll!

[Hook]
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
You ain’t getting money
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
Can’t get nothing from me

[Verse 2]
It’s Kash Doll vs Keisha, hoe
The flow hot but some people say that Keisha cold
I just came here for the motherfucking piece of dough
I want the greens like the motherfucking reefa smoke
Designer bitch, double C’s on my low low
Chanel bag, I’m in love with that Coco
Chocolate bitch, he in love with that cocoa
I make it bounce, he in love with the pogo
I’m just saying that my diamonds be Rosetta Stone
Foreign shit, need a passport to get ’em home
Roof disappear, and now the top gone
I need some motherfucking butter on my popcorn
Get it right!

[Hook]
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
I just came in here for the dividends
I just came in here for the dividends
2 commas, need a million
3 commas, need a billion
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
You ain’t getting money
Money, money, money
Money, money, money
If you ain’t getting money
Can’t get nothing from me

[Verse]
Now it’s the dolly, not Parton
But pardon my french
Give no fucks about no nigga
Give no fucks about no bitch
And I never see you haters
Guess you haters don’t exist
Anyone feel any different
Give my ass a french kiss
I run this, I’m the trillest bitch
Who gotta dispute?
I mean who gon’ prove me wrong?
Now which hoe wanna get cute
Funny, hoes be talking mad shit
When I’m around, they mute
Cause they know this tongue a pistol
I ain’t scared to make it shoot
I ain’t scared to make it clap
I’ma throw this ass back
To the realest nigga
Who ain’t scared to run this bitch some racks
And I’m speaking all facts
I’m the truth to be exact!
You bitches don’t get no money
Cause ya’ll don’t know how to act

[Pre-Hook]
See I be grinding
Show after show
Man I mean I’m thriving
Shining, look at these diamonds
These bitches blinding
Fine dining, I’m eating shrimp
On a private island
Rising, just like a god
I got your nigga tied up

[Hook]
Still pretty? Check!
Keep hoes in, check!
Run up a, check!
Get money! Check!
Still pretty? Check!
Keep hoes in, check!
Run up a, check!
Get money!

[Verse 2]
So run up, run up, run up
Hoe get done up
And you know I’m with the shits
Don’t tolerate no disrespect
This Dexter Ave, in this bitch
You might wanna reconsider me
Before you make your choice
Cause if you niggas bet against me
Then you backing the wrong horse
See we all in Barney’s shopping
He drop ten, and I drop ten
Just so I can stunt on bitches
And take pictures with my fans
Just so I can go finesse
And get them digits from your man
Hope you know this flex ain’t personal
I hope you understand!
I’m a hustler, she a whore
I’m Gucci, she Micheal Khors
I got the juice, I got the flare
You can’t compete, you don’t compare!
You bitches sneaking everything
But me, shit I’m good everywhere
I’m gon’ keep dropping, I ain’t stopping
Until I’m a billionaire

[Pre-Hook]
See I be grinding
Show after show
Man I mean I’m thriving
Shining, look at these diamonds
These bitches blinding
Fine dining, I’m eating shrimp
On a private island
Rising, just like a god
I got your nigga tied up

[Hook]
Still pretty? Check!
Keep hoes in, check!
Run up a, check!
Get money! Check!
Still pretty? Check!
Keep hoes in, check!
Run up a, check!
Get money!

[Intro]
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la
Ree, ouch, hey, hm, la

[Verse 1]
Look at me, I’m a beautiful creature
I don’t care about your modern time preacher
Welcome boys to my show, I will teach ya
Hey, I think you forgot how to play
My teddy bear’s running away
The Barbie got something to say, hey
My “Simon says” just leave me alone
I’m taking my Pikachu home
You’re stupid just like your smartphone

[Pre-Chorus]
Wonder Woman don’t you ever forget
You’re divine and he’s about to regret
He’s a bucka-mhm-buckbuckbuck-mhm boy
Bucka-mhm-buckbuckbuck
I’m not your bucka-mhm-buck-mhm-buck-mhm

[Chorus]
I’m not your toy (Not your toy)
You stupid boy (Stupid boy)
I’ll take you down now, make you watch
We’re dancing with my dolls on the motha-bucka beat
Not your toy (Cululoo, cululoo)
(Cululoo, cululoo)

[Verse 2]
A-a-a Ani lo buba
A-a-a Ani lo buba
(Cululoo, cululoo) Wedding bells ringing
(Cululoo, cululoo) Money men bling-bling
I don’t care about your stefa, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
Wonder Woman don’t you ever forget
You’re divine and he’s about to regret
He’s a bucka-mhm-buckbuckbuck-mhm boy
Bucka-mhm-buckbuckbuck
I’m not your bucka-mhm-buck-mhm-buck-mhm

[Chorus]
I’m not your toy (Not your toy)
You stupid boy (Stupid boy)
I’ll take you down now, make you watch
We’re dancing with my dolls on the motha-bucka beat

[Bridge]
I’ll t-t-t-take you now
W-w-w-with me now, boy

[Outro]
(I’m not your toy)
You stupid boy
I’ll take you down now, make you watch me
Dancing with my dolls on the motha-bucka beat
(I’m not your toy) Look at me, I’m a beautiful creature
(You stupid boy) I don’t care about your modern time preacher
(I’m not your toy) Not your toy, not your toy, not your toy, toy
I’m not your toy, not your toy, not your toy, toy

[Intro]
Yeah, whaddup?
I’m tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah
And then I take this shit for granted
I’m at Rolling Loud, right there, rolling out
Smokin’ Backwoods and holdin’ bae
I was gettin’ protected by my savages
Yellow school buses, that’s a Xanny
Causin’ me to sleep and I ain’t plan it (yeehaw)
I got some jobs all day
Roll out the jar all day
I be on Mars all day
I’m with the stars all day, uh
Boss all day
Roll up the raw all day
Babysit your dog all day
‘Bout to watch you jog all day

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 1]
Bagged a bad bitch, I got a foreign son
Tommy gun, found a real Tommy gun
I dropped a milli’ on my chain like I know Barry Bonds
And I got a head full of hair like I’m from Amazon, uh
Glaze that ass like a candle honey, uh
Ferragamo shower shoes for me, uh
Lightbulb, neck got jewels on it, uh
Like an old school, I got some pull, don’t I?
Huh?
Sayin’, abracadabra
Abracadabra, kill all you bastards
I don’t want no wrassle
The bread ambassador
No nothin’ else matter to him
I’m ballin’ like Patrick Ewing
Turn up on you bastards
I’m in a Ghost like Casper
Everything go smooth for me like I got my Masters
Fubu Platinum up, birds in the Acura
Albums platinum and up, I’m killin’ these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 2]
Country Billy made a couple milli’
Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Piccadilly
Oh, he had a couple stripes actually (of course)
Got another half a milli’ in white tees, of course (don’t you panic)
Don’t you take this shit for granted, don’t you panic
When I put my D in your pants, don’t you panic
When I catch up with your bitch, you know I’m smashin’
I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head gasket
You gotta tell me what’s wrong
I can’t wait to deep stroke to the mornin’
‘Bout to put my dick in your mouth right when you yawn
You gotta put that puss’ on my lips, whenever I’m on one
I thank the red doll, so I whip my bum bum
I’m ’bout to fuck somebody girl off this rum, rum (go ‘head)
I’m chasin’ all of these rats like I was Tom (yeah)
But it ain’t even matter, I was tryna kill these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Bridge]
I’m fuckin’ with you
Yeah, you know I’m fuckin’ with you
Still got the factories on my coupe
Lately, I been lazin’, blamin’ blue
I kept that bag, swoo
I’m hidin’ a futu
My pitbull blue, too
My carpet wool, too
My bitch out Dallas, I’m a maverick
My ear got carrats on it
But none of that shit don’t matter, I was tryna kill these bastards

[Chorus]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?