Verse
A#m
Look, my bitches all bad, my niggas all real
G#m
I ride on his dick in some big tall heels
A#m
Big fat checks, big large bills
G#m
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
A#m
Cold ass bitch, I give broads chills
G#m
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
A#m
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
G#m
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo)
[Chorus]
A#m
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
G#m
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
A#m
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
G#m
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
A#m
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
G#m
All a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
A#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
G#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
A#m
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
G#m
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
A#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
G#m
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)
[Verse 2]
A#m
I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
G#m
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
A#m
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
G#m
Yeah, I did go pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
A#m
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
G#m
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
If she fine or she thick, goddamn
A#m
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
G#m
Let a bitch try me, boom (Boom)
Hammer time, uh
[Chorus]
A#m
I was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
G#m
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
A#m
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
G#m
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
A#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
G#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
A#m
Shake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
G#m
Get a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
A#m
I got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
G#m
I got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
[Verse 3]
A#m
Bitch, I will pop on your pops (Your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
G#m
You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (Okay)
A#m
You'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
G#m
Bitch, I will black on your ass (Yeah)
Wakanda forever
A#m
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
G#m
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)
A#m
Jump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy)
G#m
Make that nigga put down 2K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÃ
He gonna eat this ass like soup (Ayy)
[Chorus]
A#m
I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
G#m
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex
A#m
But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
(Kulture, Kulture, Kulture)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
G#m
I don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
G#m
K.K.E (Woo)
[Outro]
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