Lyrics
It's a one and beat (Clare)
Always knew that I would be the best
Making moves with the money you can keep the rest
Titty sitting up like the teacher's pet
Put the chain on him, it's a treasure chest
Got these bitches shook like a net to sketch
We're not doing 69, how we neck and neck?
Made 100, haven't even had breakfast yet
Bitch, what we doing here?
I'm swimming in the money, I need scuba gear
What you do this year?
I took a trip to Belize to get a souvenir
I'm whiter than some souvenirs
Everywhere I go, they're staring at my ass
Grown women still have my parents on my ass
Keep your boyfriend, I'm not caring about his ass
Never been a Karen, only thing I'm caring about is cash
Writing bars while I'm blowing out exotic
That white girl dope, it's ironic
Mixing the tequila with the tonic
Red bottoms run into the money like sonic
Sunrise, sunset, bitch, I'm doing yoga
Working 'til the sunset, gotta meet my quota
I'm from Michigan, we say pop, not soda
'Bout to pull over, get top in the rover
Flow harder than my dick if I had one
Would kill my competition, if I had some
Said fuck a beep, yell and got my rack done
But I just rat my ass off, I need my ass done
Hit it once, I don't wanna be attached
It gets tighter, Chinese finger trap
Hold on, bring it back
It gets tighter, Chinese finger trap, bitch!
