Rose Gold Stripper Pole

[Intro]

(Rose gold stripper pole)

Ayy

Ooh (Island with the cash like Diego)

Ayy

Mmm, mmm, turn me up, turn me

Turn me up, ayy

(Bankroll Got It)

[Chorus]

He can eat the box, but I still tell him we don't label that

I should call him Weezy, he be tryna see where baby at

Bitches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag

If he run into me, CPS, can't get your baby back

[Verse 1]

And no this ain't no "Panda," but we do stay in designer, ayy

My best friend in that Prada, you know I'm Balenciaga

I ain't crazy 'bout no nigga, I'm too crazy 'bout a dollar

And yes, I'm still a P, be selling dreams like marijuana, ayy

You can really ask about me, these nigga ain't smashin' me

I got pretty privilege, baby, these niggas ain't taxin' me

Be mad at your baby daddy, mami, don't be bashin' me

You got you a Bentley, nigga, you can't just be crashin' me

[Chorus]

He can eat the box, but I still tell him we don't label that

I should call him Weezy, he be tryna see where baby at

Bitches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag

If he run into me, CPS, can't get your baby back

[Verse 2]

I can't be seen with no nigga, TLC, we gotta creep

I say I only fuck with ballers 'cause these ballers fuck with me

You know, you know I ain't in town, what you mean you tryna see me?

(Oh, you got me something?), I mean, where you tryna meet me?

The way I got the VVs dancing, you would think I'm at The Pynk

I don't think these bitches Cubans, why they think we gotta link?

If I wasn't smoking bitches, would've still been in they league

You know I been running shit, I'm the Sha'Carri of the streets

Ooh, the streets callin', put it on silent

Bitches call 'em husbands, I call 'em my clients

And they couldn't take my spot if they rent it out and buy it

Your nigga for the hoes and he say that he wanna try me, try me try me, try me

[Chorus]

He can eat the box, but I still tell him we don't label that

I should call him Weezy, he be tryna see where baby at

Bitches think they really sending shots, but it be laser tag

If he run into me, CPS, can't get your baby back

[Outro]

You can't get your nigga back, mmm, give me that

Nigga, playin' with my money, it could get your cherry whacked

I don't fuck with rap bitches, mmm, bitches very wack

Call me Asian 'cause I really ain't fuckin' with none of that