PUT IT IN MY HAND

Money make b*tches go crazy, ay
Money make b*tches go crazy, ay
Get that paper on the daily, ay
Get that paper on the daily, ay
Money make these b*tches go crazy, ay
Money make a b*tches go crazy, ay
Money make b*tches go crazy, ay
Money make b*tches go crazy, ay

She wanna smoke my... dope
She wanna snort that... coke
I told that b*tch... nope
YOU GON HAVE TO PAY ME B*TCH

"what's in yo' pockets?" BANDS
"why you poppin'?" FANS?
"boy, where's that b*tch from? Japan?"
"I think I follow her gram

My b*tches do campaigns, and cocaine, yours still ridin' the train
I just put one on a plane, she came to LA cuz she wanted the fame
I play with her brain cuz I just want the brain
She want the money, I want the same
I can bless you with clout, be famous today
Show me what you bout, or get out the way

I don't need a rubber band
Put the money in my hand
(put it in my hand b*tch)
Need a little mason jar, that's for the marijuana man
(smokin' dope)

I'm feeling like the man dog
I don't do hand-outs
I only do hand-offs
Pass to the team then we ran off

And I'm like...
Oh.. no..
I don't know where else to go, ay
A n*gga like me so cold, ay
Icy drippin' on a hoe
And I'm like...
Oh.. no..
I don't know where else to go
I done went everywhere twice
I could live your whole life in a night