(Chorus)
I put ten racks on her body
She love messing around with the money
Who don’t want to take a bath in hundreds?
Who don’t want to feel like they run it?
Forty in my hand
I don’t give a f*ck
Riding through the west side
We just woke up
Back seat with my girl
Laying on my lap
I can’t get enough
Want this all to last (yeah yeah)
(Verse 1)
I make it look easy up up in this b*tch
But looks are deceiving up up in this b*tch
Take an application there’s a long ass list
I make it look easy up up in this b*tch
If I lose a hit
I’ll always make another hit
Cause i’ma keep it coming
Up up in this b*tch
Tequila and bottles
Movado on wrist
Drop two hundred down
Cause i’m not on the list
I put it on
(Chorus)
I put ten racks on her body
She love messing around with the money
Who don’t want to take a bath in hundreds?
Who don’t want to feel like they run it?
Forty in my hand
I don’t give a f*ck
Riding through the west side
We just woke up
Back seat with my girl
Laying on my lap
I can’t get enough
Want this all to last (yeah yeah)