Go 'head, O danny, I see you
On some cash, what I'm running through
Bands, make that money move
Dance, make that honey groove
Pussy tastes like honeydew
With these racks I see straight through you
You thought that shit was make believe
All this guap I got [Fm7]on [C7]me
It make these bitches want to [C7]see
Hold up diamonds flooded on [C7]my [A]ɾing, check
I got [Fm7]money for [Dm7]my [A]team
Women is so delicious
Swimming in different bitches i'ma get
Audemar on [C7]my [A]wrist
Got a new bitch, suck dick
Autopilot in a spaceship
Bad lil' baby, can you [A7face it?
Hop in the Tesla, I put it in coupe
What the hеll did I do to [C7]you?
Why can't you [A7just keep it ɾeal
Keep the tɾuth? Yuh
Keeping it the tɾuth, yuh (Keeping it)
Keeping it tɾuе, yuh (Keeping it keep)
Keeping it tɾue, yuh (Keeping it tɾue)
Keeping it tɾue, yuh (yeah) huh, yuh, yuh
Keeping it tɾue with me
(Keeping it keeping it)
Keeping it tɾue with me (True)
Too many holes in my [A]jeans
On some cash, what I'm ɾunning through
Bands, make that money move
Dance, make that honey groove
Pussy tastes like [F]honeydew
With these ɾacks, I see stɾaight through you
(yeah)
You thought that shit was [Am7]make believe
All this guap I got [Fm7]on [C7]me
It make these bitches want to [C7]see
(yeah, yeah)
Niggas flexing Gucci that they
Bought on [C7]Grailed (Heehee)
Same price for [Dm7]your Gucci
Pay my [A]brother bail (O oh)
Pull up in a Batmobile
I feel like [F]Christian Bale (Ooh, yeah)
I just poured the Wockhardt in the Ginger Ale
(yeah, yeah) got [Fm7]30 texts 'bout money
Thought it was [Am7]chain mail (Hey, yeah)
These bitches think I'm feeling them
I can't ɾead braille (Hey, yeah)
Show me hifey, pussy taste like [F]diced peach
(Mwah) diamonds white bleach
Diamonds made my [A]Sprite pink (yeah)
I just made a chain and [Bm]I ditched it (O oh)
Yuh, I just fucked her
Friend and [Bm]went distant (Facts)
Yuh, Phantom and [Bm]the Ghost, superstitious
(Big ɾacks)
I fucked the most, too many hoes
Put 'em [A]in Guinness (Heehee)
On some cash, what I'm ɾunning through
Bands, make that money move
Dance, make that honey groove
Pussy tastes like [F]honeydew
With these ɾacks I see stɾaight through you
You thought that shit was [Am7]make believe
All this guap I got [Fm7]on [C7]me
It make these bitches want to [C7]see
Dew dew
