[Chorus]
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
[Verse 1]
Bitch, fuck is you talkin’ bout?
People know me cause the word of mouth
Droptop whip and I’m ridin' bout
You don’t even know what I’m on about
What you on about
Fuck you talkin bout
I stash briche in pockets, I ride around
Came w that (shhhh) like a silent sound
Ran it up, then I made it out
[Chorus]
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
[Verse 2]
Googled how to burn yo ass up, got fifty thousand matches
How the fuck is you cappin’?
How the fuck you still actin’?
How I pull up so magical?
How you pull up so drastical?
Bend it over, do gymnastics
Foreign hoe got an accent
Band on my hoodie n 2 on my shoes
Bitch I’m a winner, I never lose
Won’t sip red but I’ll sip on booze
Wake me up n I’m gon’ hit snooze
I feel like gunna
200 for lunch
Last night I fucked on a cunt
Fuck on yo bitch n you’ll never confront
Bitch, don’t need to stunt
[Chorus]
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
[Verse 1]
Bitch, fuck is you talkin’ bout?
People know me cause the word of mouth
Droptop whip and I’m ridin' bout
You don’t even know what I’m on about
What you on about
Fuck you talkin bout
I stash briche in pockets, I ride around
Came w that (shhhh) like a silent sound
Ran it up, then I made it out
[Chorus]
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
[Verse 2]
Googled how to burn yo ass up, got fifty thousand matches
How the fuck is you cappin’?
How the fuck you still actin’?
How I pull up so magical?
How you pull up so drastical?
Bend it over, do gymnastics
Foreign hoe got an accent
Band on my hoodie n 2 on my shoes
Bitch I’m a winner, I never lose
Won’t sip red but I’ll sip on booze
Wake me up n I’m gon’ hit snooze
I feel like gunna
200 for lunch
Last night I fucked on a cunt
Fuck on yo bitch n you’ll never confront
Bitch, don’t need to stunt
[Chorus]
Fallin’ for money, the fuck do you have?
Nothin’, fuck it, it’s facts
Fuck it, I get bag
Fuck it, I’ll take yo match
Zoom into outer space, hop in this coupe
Granted me wishes like Wanda, go poof
Bitch hit me up but I’m not in the mood
I gotta mission, I know what to do
( WAXAJAX )
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