Money

Look my b**ches all bad

My n**gas all real

I ride on his d*ck

In some big tall heels

Big fat checks

Big large bills

Front I'll flip like ten cartwheels

Cold as*s b**ch

I give ross chills

Ten different looks and my looks all kill

I kiss him in the mouth I feel all grills

He eat in the car

That's meals on wheels woo

I was born to flex yes

Diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets I like morning' sex woo

But nothing in this world

That I like more than checks money

All I really wanna see is the money

I don't really need the d I need the money

All a bad b**ch need is the money flow

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Touch me I'll shoot bow

Shake that little a*s money

Get a little bag

And take it to the store store money

Get a little cash money

Shake it real fast

And get a little more money

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe brrr

Bustin' out the roof cardi

I gotta fly I need a jet sh*t

I need room for my legs

I got a baby I need some money yeah

I need cheese for my egg

All y'all b**ches in trouble

Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle

I heard that cardi went pop

Yeah I did go pop pop

That's me bustin' they bubble

I'm dasani with the drip

Baby mommy with the clip

Walk out follie's with a b**ch

Bring a thottie to the whip

If she fine or she thick goddamn

Walking' past the mirror ooh

D*mn I'm fine fine

Let a b**ch try me boom boom

Hammer time uh

I was born to flex yes

Diamonds on my neck

I like boardin' jets

I like morning' sex woo

But nothing in this world

That I like more than checks money

All I really wanna see is the money

I don't really need the d I need the money

All a bad b**ch need is the money flow

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Touch me I'll shoot bow

Shake that little a*s money

Get a little bag

And take it to the store store money

Get a little cash money

Shake it real fast

And get a little more money

I got bands in the coupe coupe

Bustin' out the roof

I got bands in the coupe brrr

Touch me I'll shoot bow

B**ch I will pop on your pops your pops

B**ch I will pop on whoever brrr

You know who popped the most sh*t who

The people whose sh*t not together okay

You'da bet cardi a freak freak

All my pajamas is leather uh

B**ch I will black on your a*s yeah

Wakanda forever

Sweet like a honey bun

Spit like a tommy gun

Rollie a one of one

Come get your mommy some

Cardi at the tip-top b**ch

Kiss the ring and kick rocks sis uh

Jump it down back it up ooh ayy

Make that n**ga put down 2k

I like my n**gas dark like d'uss?