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(huh)
(baby’s know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it)
(baby’s knows i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to)
(gentle beatz)

mr. intergalactic, her head game so fantastic
she ain’t even got her masters, she give me money like the pastors
i have no dad, i’m a b*st*rd
steak & shrimp is my platter
baby tell me what’s the matter? no replies make her madder
she double texting me faster, i just had to ignore it
now she hitting my line, this b*tch is too d*mn annoying
say you really getting money, huh, n*gga then blow it
baby know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it, huh

(and i ain’t even have to show it)

baby know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby’s know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby’s knows i’m getting money * ight, huh

baby what you wanna do? it’s the weekend
once we step up in the club my diamonds tweakin, huh
tell me what your goals, baby, we can meet them
baby cut them n*ggas off, you don’t need them
baby cut them n*ggas off, it’s just me and you
said she starting to miss me, she getting deja vu
i’m getting money right now, just hit my facetime
i’m moving slow off the drank, this is my eighth line
free my n*gga movin, he got court next month
we was on some bullsh*t back when we was young
we went from skateboards to bikes, remember packing blunts
we went from bikes to foreigns, hitting l!cks and counting dubs

(and i ain’t even have to show it)

baby know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby’s know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby’s know i’m getting money * ight, huh

denim tears shorts, i guess my outfit floral
when i say i’m getting hoes, b*tch, i mean plural
say you need that money? ji could be your referral
i lied to the b*tch face and i ain’t need rehearsal
huh, god d*mn, i’m just smooth like that
fake id’s and credit cards and guns, she said said”why you move like that?”
i told her, baby, i ain’t going broke and, baby, that’s a proven fact
get to playin’ with your life, lil n*gga, then you losing that
n*gga, i can’t trust a b*tch, n*gga, i can’t trust a soul
if a n*gga want some of this, then my shooters on go
money conversations with my jeweler, d*mn, my wrist on froze
left the b*tch heartbroke, she like, d*mn, your heart cold
(i like that sh*t right there)
left the b*tch heartbroke, she like, d*mn, your heart cold

(sorry, i just been through some sh*t, ion trust n0body)
left the b*tch heart broke, she like * (sh*t, it is what it is) ight, huh

baby’s know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby’s know i’m getting money and i ain’t even have to show it
baby knows i’m getting money * ight, huh

- ji beats lyrics

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