DON'T TELL

[Intro: Juicy J & BIA]

Juicy J in this ***** (Uh)

BIA, what's up, mane?

Ayy, ayy

Don't tell mother****a for some hunnids

(Ayy, I'm really Rich)

If you scared, go to church, ho

[Verse 1: BIA & Juicy J]

Okay, I slow dance

Pop that *****, P-Valley, she pole dance

That's bro'nem, he just asked me, can I sneak his pole in (Grrah)

I'm like that, got some crazy stories, that's on foe'nem

They asked me if I know who broke the law (Broke the law), I don't know them

The SRT, that booster start my car (Skrrt, start my car)

Got Bama out here teachin' me Patois (Wagwan)

I see why niggas wanna **** me raw (**** me raw)

He said my ***** smell like Baccarat

I haven't been off thе charts (Yeah, ho) since I popped up on thе charts (Facts)

He not stingy with his money, that shit really warms my heart (Cash)

It's some ******* I should charge but I did it for the art (Facts)

******* wanna look just like me, I can't tell our ass apart, damn (Yeah, ho)

[Chorus: Juicy J]

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey

Yeah, if you scared, go to church, *****

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, mane, ayy)

Yeah, if you scared go to... (Ayy, let's go)

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

I need a bigger bank to fit this cash inside my pants

When I'm walk inside the bank, they think I'm takin' out the trash

Pardon my stench, I smell like gas

I'm in that 'Rari, blowin' on za

I like my weed and my women all exotic like my cars

Oh my, oh my, oh my God

She wanna suck me like a straw

Told her she can have this Birkin but she cannot have my heart

That's where I draw the line

I know better than to call her mine

Broke nigga better never call my line

I'm gettin' to the money all the time

My zodiac is a dollar sign

Say that ***** go to church (Mm-hmm)

Heard your baby mama was a ******er (Mm-hmm)

Allergic to the mother****in' stirrin' wheel, *****, I don't drive shit, I got a chauffeur (Mm-hmm)

My ***** got a stick with her at my show

Backstage lookin' like a liquor store

That's why I love me a ratchet ho, she'll slide on a nigga like a stripper pole (Stripper pole)

[Chorus: Juicy J]

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, if you scared, go to church, *****

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, if you scared, go to church, *****