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[Chorus: Amindi] Get the bag and dash Imma skate Ain’t no need to wait Bet he want me back He caught up He Anita bake Shit, feel like I need to bake The way I’m 'bout this fuckin' cake Shout out mom and dad To this day I do what Keisha say [Verse 1: Amindi] I got mind on the money A dime bout the hunnids I grind cause I want it, yeah It’s mine and I’m gunning I shine and I'm stunning My prime is still coming, yeah Running up a check bitch Just bussed down my necklace Crab and gourmet breakfast I’m rich and well rested [Chorus] Get the bag and dash Imma skate Ain’t no need to wait Bet he want me back He caught up He Anita bake Shit, feel like I need to bake The way I’m 'bout this fuckin' cake Shout out mom and dad To this day I do what Keisha say [Verse 2: Jordan Ward] I’ve wrapped my mind up in money Don’t lie bout the money Some of y’all been hiding, gotta run me Been up and down with the money Fell behind, and fronted I done really blew through some money Got “too soon” money Then family couldn’t really help me But when we was broke, I still felt rich and wealthy My bitch so bad, man she can sell me Just got a luh ass bag, but it’s a tellie Shout out mom, no cap Cause a pops something I never had If I get rich, will the hoes text back? Not even 30, seen 30 million racks Rinse it and I stretch it Limbo with my lessons Hamster-wheel a check, but I won’t lose my breath bitch [Chorus] Get the bag and dash Imma skate Ain’t no need to wait Bet he want me back He caught up He Anita bake Shit, feel like I need to bake The way I’m 'bout this fuckin' cake Shout out mom and dad To this day I do what Keisha say Girl so—bitch so bad Amindi I’m sorry, Ima say—Ima say “bitch” Amindi But it’s gender-neutral I’m not tryna be misogynistic I-I’m a bitch, too