My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f*ck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment (She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment)
She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment (She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment)
I only kiss her when she on [C7]it
F*ck her good, make her call [Em]me in the morning
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga
I can teach you [A7till you [A7hate me but you [A7hate them [A]naval kisses
We can do like [F]eight positions
Hit it til your make up missing
Baby girl my [A]stɾoke official
And you [A7know I paint that picture
Hoes on [C7]my [A]line, most of 'em [A]9's
Couple of 'em [A]dimes but all [Em]my [A]hoes is hard to [C7]find
And I ain't always on [C7]the prowl
its just my [A]soda mixed with brown
Got me quite open for [Dm7]a while
So let me in or let me out
And I like [F]my [A]marijuana bright
And I like [F]my [A]window tinted out
Shout out them [A]stɾippers who hustle
Yeah George you [A7know what this about
I just might throw a big amount
Don’t know if I’m 'posed to [C7]take you [A7out
I just know I’m 'posed to [C7]praise you [A7up
Don’t mean I ain't 'posed to [C7]take you [A7down, word up
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
My bitch bad looking like [F]a bag of money
E’rry time she f*ck me she say “can I have some money?”
And I say “can I get a threesome?”
She say “boy, you [A7funny”
But I be [Am]like [F]foreal, just pick up that ρhone call [Em]on [C7]one of your girls
When I’m on [C7]that pill and [Bm]I pop that perc
Girl I put in that work
Long [Am]as she come to [C7]me first its 14 ɾacks what I put on [C7]that purse
Shit that Birkin bag, make the old dude mad
When I murk through passed in a dark blue jag
Say she like [F]my [A]style but I talk too fast
And I got [Fm7]that drive and [Bm]she just might crash hold up,
she say she fucking with me the long [Am]way
She gon’ ɾide this dick I had a long [Am]day
Nigga look at my [A]bitch you [A7looking the wrong [Am]way
Something mean, look exactly just like [F]the song [Am]say
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
My bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like [F]a bag of money
I go and [Bm]get it and [Bm]I let her count it for [Dm7]me
I f*ck her good and [Bm]she always ɾide it for [Dm7]me
She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment (She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment)
She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment (She got [Fm7]me caught up in the moment)
I only kiss her when she on [C7]it
F*ck her good, make her call [Em]me in the morning
