Broken chains in the building
You know we in the building
Gold mouth dog off the leash, ain't no gate around
Snatch a nigga bitch and give her back, that's a pass around
Asking me for money, ain't your nigga, that's a red flag
You can get an A, don't ask me about no Birkin bag
Tell you I'm from out of town, really from the city though
Acting like a bougie, I'ma treat you like a hood hoe
Witness for the 444, that's how I do a hoe
Pimpin' since me pimpin', uh-huh, I can spot a hoe
Mr. Dollar Bill got him coming like the strip club
Smoother than a nigga moonwalking with the wing look
Hot boy, all I ever did was get cash money
Chat life on all platforms, no starting
Mr. Palm Beach County, Mr. Get Money
Big bag, get money, uh
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Broken chains in the building
You know we in the building
Gold mouth dog off the leash, ain't no gate around
Snatch a nigga bitch and give her back, that's a pass around
Asking me for money, ain't your nigga, that's a red flag
You can get an A, don't ask me about no Birkin bag
Tell you I'm from out of town, really from the city though
Acting like a bougie, I'ma treat you like a hood hoe
Witness for the 444, that's how I do a hoe
Pimpin' since me pimpin', uh-huh, I can spot a hoe
Mr. Dollar Bill got him coming like the strip club
Smoother than a nigga moonwalking with the wing look
Hot boy, all I ever did was get cash money
Chat life on all platforms, no starting
Mr. Palm Beach County, Mr. Get Money
Big bag, get money, uh
You know we in the building
Gold mouth dog off the leash, ain't no gate around
Snatch a nigga bitch and give her back, that's a pass around
Asking me for money, ain't your nigga, that's a red flag
You can get an A, don't ask me about no Birkin bag
Tell you I'm from out of town, really from the city though
Acting like a bougie, I'ma treat you like a hood hoe
Witness for the 444, that's how I do a hoe
Pimpin' since me pimpin', uh-huh, I can spot a hoe
Mr. Dollar Bill got him coming like the strip club
Smoother than a nigga moonwalking with the wing look
Hot boy, all I ever did was get cash money
Chat life on all platforms, no starting
Mr. Palm Beach County, Mr. Get Money
Big bag, get money, uh
Writer: Calvin Lovett
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