Yeah, fuck him then I get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck him then I get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck him then I get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck him then I get some money

I need tongue, I need face, give me brain, concentrate
Apple phone, Prada case, kill a weave, rock a lace
Fuck the Moët, buy the Ace, fuck the Ghost, drive the Wraith
Get some money, flood the Rollie, fuck the Rollie, Patek face
My career takin' off, these hoes jogging in place
Swear these hoes run they mouth, how these hoes out of shape?
Can you stop with all the subs? Bitch, I ain’t Jared
If you really want some smoke, you can pull up, you can get it
Grab a hand full of braids, make your nigga eat me out
Put a white boy on Sazón, I might turn G-Eazy out
Keep it G from the club 'til the end from the start
You know me, Cardi B, pussy poppin’ on the charts, ah, ah!