[Intro: Kierra Luv]
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
Dun D-D-D-Deal
[Verse 1: Kierra Luv]
Locked in, tryna make a couple moves before I touch down
Money callin', wrist splash, I'm glistenin'
I pay attention to the commas when we talkin'
You know I'm all about the paper, babe
Tell me that you proud of me
Don't you ever lie to me
This ain't what I wanted, baby, this is what it gotta be
It ain't no declinin' me, takin' no apology
Tryna take it out but they don't know what's up inside of me
[Chorus: Kierra Luv]
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
I'm flippin’ these bags for real
Checkin’ my D's in front of my check up in all in my head for real
Flipped 17 in out DC, saw saving these bags to chill
I get my money and they can't stand it for real
All of my dawgs got sticks and choppas and they gon' blame them shits for real
Damages, I promise, I can't plan this shit for real
Manage with Smith & cousin bandage it for real
We pull up, hoppin' out the Benz Jeep
Sellin’ water with your baby mama in Miami (Yeah)
Fuck the gloves, I can whip the brick hands free (Yeah)
Bitch I'm from the brick and I can't let no nigga scam me (Yeah)
Trap block boomin' 'cause my niggas got no plan B
I’m dandy, sip, sippin' Brandy, with drippin’ candy, oh yeah
[Chorus: Kierra Luv]
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
[Verse 3: Kierra Luv]
Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talkin' no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane, when I fill up
Leave you sick to your stomach, might throw up
It ain't true unless I told you
You stuck on my old moves
They claimin' that they down better quit 'fore I expose you
I had some ups, I had some downs
I had to break, I had to fall
I had some wins but understand that I also took a loss
Been a few that tried to cross and just like that they paid the cost
It ain't much for me to say, I think that I might risk it all
[Chorus: Kierra Luv]
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got some money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
[Outro: Kierra Luv]
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
