[00:00.000] 作词 : Bianca Landrau/Jordan Houston/Pilgrim/Aviator Keyz/Enoch Harris
[00:00.523] 作曲 : Bianca Landrau/Jordan Houston/Pilgrim/Aviator Keyz/Enoch Harris
[00:01.046][Intro: Juicy J & BIA]
[00:01.726]Juicy J in this b***h (Uh)
[00:02.727]BIA, what's up, mane?
[00:05.259]Ayy, ayy
[00:06.637]Don't tell mother****a for some hunnids
[00:10.339](Ayy, I'm really Rich)
[00:12.382]If you scared, go to church, ho
[00:13.285]
[00:13.591][Verse 1: BIA & Juicy J]
[00:13.974]Okay, I slow dance
[00:14.899]Pop that shit, P-Valley, she pole dance
[00:17.165]That's bro'nem, he just asked me, can I sneak his pole in (Grrah)
[00:20.720]I'm like that, got some crazy stories, that's on foe'nem
[00:24.081]They asked me if I know who broke the law (Broke the law), I don't know them
[00:27.584]The SRT, that booster start my car (Skrrt, start my car)
[00:30.886]Got Bama out here teachin' me Patois (Wagwan)
[00:34.105]I see why niggas wanna **** me raw (**** me raw)
[00:37.601]He said my p***y smell like Baccarat
[00:40.712]I haven't been off thе charts (Yeah, ho) since I popped up on thе charts (Facts)
[00:43.896]He not stingy with his money, that shit really warms my heart (Cash)
[00:47.182]It's some b*****s I should charge but I did it for the art (Facts)
[00:50.706]B*****s wanna look just like me, I can't tell our ass apart, damn (Yeah, ho)
[00:54.330]
[00:54.774][Chorus: Juicy J]
[00:55.214]Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey
[00:58.979]Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h
[01:02.692]Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, mane, ayy)
[01:05.892]Yeah, if you scared go to... (Ayy, let's go)
[01:08.354][Verse 2: Juicy J]
[01:08.783]I need a bigger bank to fit this cash inside my pants
[01:11.829]When I'm walk inside the bank, they think I'm takin' out the trash
[01:15.240]Pardon my stench, I smell like gas
[01:17.407]I'm in that 'Rari, blowin' on za
[01:18.509]I like my weed and my women all exotic like my cars
[01:22.042]Oh my, oh my, oh my God
[01:23.818]She wanna suck me like a straw
[01:25.519]Told her she can have this Birkin but she cannot have my heart
[01:28.906]That's where I draw the line
[01:30.449]I know better than to call her mine
[01:31.995]Broke nigga better never call my line
[01:33.620]I'm gettin' to the money all the time
[01:35.369]My zodiac is a dollar sign
[01:37.364]Say that b***h go to church (Mm-hmm)
[01:38.864]Heard your baby mama was a d**k-sucker (Mm-hmm)
[01:40.633]Allergic to the mother****in' steering wheel, b***h, I don't drive shit, I got a chauffeur (Mm-hmm)
[01:43.883]My b***h got a stick with her at my show
[01:46.045]Backstage lookin' like a liquor store
[01:47.735]That's why I love me a ratchet ho, she'll slide on a nigga like a stripper pole (Stripper pole)
[01:50.844]
[01:51.179][Chorus: Juicy J]
[01:51.533]Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:54.750]Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h
[01:58.196]Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[02:01.827]Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h

作词 : Bianca Landrau/Jordan Houston/Pilgrim/Aviator Keyz/Enoch Harris
作曲 : Bianca Landrau/Jordan Houston/Pilgrim/Aviator Keyz/Enoch Harris
Juicy J in this b***h (Uh)
BIA, what's up, mane?
Ayy, ayy
Don't tell mother****a for some hunnids
(Ayy, I'm really Rich)
If you scared, go to church, ho

Okay, I slow dance
Pop that shit, P-Valley, she pole dance
That's bro'nem, he just asked me, can I sneak his pole in (Grrah)
I'm like that, got some crazy stories, that's on foe'nem
They asked me if I know who broke the law (Broke the law), I don't know them
The SRT, that booster start my car (Skrrt, start my car)
Got Bama out here teachin' me Patois (Wagwan)
I see why niggas wanna **** me raw (**** me raw)
He said my p***y smell like Baccarat
I haven't been off thе charts (Yeah, ho) since I popped up on thе charts (Facts)
He not stingy with his money, that shit really warms my heart (Cash)
It's some b*****s I should charge but I did it for the art (Facts)
B*****s wanna look just like me, I can't tell our ass apart, damn (Yeah, ho)

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h
Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, mane, ayy)
Yeah, if you scared go to... (Ayy, let's go)
I need a bigger bank to fit this cash inside my pants
When I'm walk inside the bank, they think I'm takin' out the trash
Pardon my stench, I smell like gas
I'm in that 'Rari, blowin' on za
I like my weed and my women all exotic like my cars
Oh my, oh my, oh my God
She wanna suck me like a straw
Told her she can have this Birkin but she cannot have my heart
That's where I draw the line
I know better than to call her mine
Broke nigga better never call my line
I'm gettin' to the money all the time
My zodiac is a dollar sign
Say that b***h go to church (Mm-hmm)
Heard your baby mama was a d**k-sucker (Mm-hmm)
Allergic to the mother****in' steering wheel, b***h, I don't drive shit, I got a chauffeur (Mm-hmm)
My b***h got a stick with her at my show
Backstage lookin' like a liquor store
That's why I love me a ratchet ho, she'll slide on a nigga like a stripper pole (Stripper pole)

Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h
Don't tell mother****a for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, b***h