i got money growing on trees
got that whip at the wings
i used to be a broke ass bitch
i'm in school but no class bitch
'cause i ain't got no cash for no gas bitch
but that was a pass bitch
the glow up was fast bitch
i'm swimming in cash bitch
all my haters can drop in a casket
who did beyonce send fo'? me
who wrists' covered in gold? t
who got t-swift on they phone? he
a million a month on my own
i got money growing on trees
got that whip at the wings
i got a big fat black card and i ain't afraid to use it
i party hard 'cause i got moolah and i ain't afraid to lose it
i spin that thing like it's a ballerina
i'm laughin' at these bums like a hyena
they say they saw my face in forbes
where was the lie though?
they say you can't buy happiness
i don't need to win the lotto
that's the lobbo in yo' nostril
they couldn't get up on my level if they dared
pretending that they ballin' but they wallet is impaired
and i be shopping and dropping coins on them twins from dsquared
got so many zeroes that the atm is scared
i got money growing on trees
got that whip at the wings