Lyrics:

Look, My Bitches All Bad, My Niggas All Real
i Ride His Dick, And Some Big Tall Hills
big Fat Checks, Big Large Billsfront, I'll Flip Like Ten Cartwheels
cold Ass Bitch, I Give Ross Chills
ten Different Looks And My Looks All Kill
i Kiss Him In The Mouth, I Feel All Grills
he Eat In The Car, That's Meals On Wheels (Woo)

i Was Born To Flex (Yes)
diamonds On My Neck
i Like Boardin' Jets, I Like Mornin' Sex (Woo)
but Nothing In This World
that I Like More Than Checks

(Money)
all I Really Wanna See Is The
(Money)
i Don't Really Need The D, I Need The
(Money)
all A Bad Bitch Need Is The
(Money)

i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
bustin' Out The Roof
i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
touch Me, I'll Shoot (Bow)

shake A Little Ass
(Money)
to Get A Little Bag And Take It To The Store
(Money)
get A Little Cash
(Money)
you Shake It Real Fast, You Get A Little More
(Money)

i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
bustin' Out The Roof
i Got Bands In The Coupe (Brrr)
bustin' Out The Roof

i Gotta Fly, I Need A Jet, Shit
i Need Room For My Legs
i Got A Baby, I Need Some Money, Yeah
i Need Cheese For My Egg
all Y'all Bitches In Trouble
bring Brass Knuckles To The Scuffle
i Heard That Cardi Went Pop
yeah, I Did Go Pop (Pop)
that's Me Bustin' They Bubble
i'm Dasani With The Drip
baby Mommy With The Clip
walk Out Follie's With A Bitch
bring A Thottie To The Whip
is She Fine Or She Thick Goddamn
walkin' Past The Mirror, Ooh
damn, I'm Fine (Fine)
let A Bitch Try Me, Boom
hammer Time, Uh

i Was Born To Flex (Yes)
diamonds On My Neck
i Like Boardin' Jets, I Like Mornin' Sex (Woo)
but Nothing In This World
that I Like More Than Checks

(Money)
all I Really Wanna See Is The
(Money)
i Don't Really Need The D, I Need The
(Money)
all A Bad Bitch Need Is The
(Money)

i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
bustin' Out The Roof
i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
touch Me, I'll Shoot (Bow)

shake A Little Ass
(Money)
to Get A Little Bag And Take It To The Store
(Money)
get A Little Cash
(Money)
you Shake It Real Fast, You Get A Little More
(Money)

i Got Bands In The Coupe (Coupe)
bustin' Out The Roof
i Got Bands In The Coupe (Brrr)
touch Me, I'll Shoot (Bow)

bitch, I Will Pop On Your Pops (Your Pops)
bitch, I Will Pop On Whoever (Brrr)
you Know Who Popped The Most Shit (Who)
the People Whose Shit Not Together (Okay)
you'da Bet Cardi A Freak (Freak)
all My Pajamas Is Leather (Uh)
bitch, I'll Go Black On Your Ass (Woo, Woo)
wakanda Forever
sweet Like A Honey Bun, Spit Like A Tommy Gun
rollie A One Of One, Come Get Your Mommy Some
cardi At The Tip-Top, Bitch
kiss The Ring And Kick Rocks, Sis (Uh)
jump It Down, Back It Up (Ooh, Ayy)
make That Nigga Put Down 2k
i Like My Niggas Dark Like D'usse
he Gonna Eat This Ass Like Soup (Ayy)

i Was Born To Flex, Diamonds On My Neck
i Like Boardin' Jets, I Like Mornin' Sex
but Nothing In This World
that I Like More Than Kulture

all I Really Wanna See Is The
(Money)
i Don't Really Need The D, I Need The
(Money)
all A Bad Bitch Need Is The
k, K, C (Woo)

(Money)
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