[Chorus]
Hit me on the Cash App, I ain't finna add back
Add it up, told that little bitch, please just back it up
[Verse]
Don't get too close to me, bitch, I need my space
Little caution, I get moody, backseat where I sit
Got your bitch tryna make a movie, she do me, she do me
Them bright lights shining through me, nights up when I dip
I'm surprised they ain't try and sue me, got a nine up to my hip
If you try it we could get moving, I'm taxing for the zip
If you wack, then get moving, spend a bag up on my bitch
Ain't no Pacsun or Zumiez, we hit Saint, Saint Laurent
We finna ball out, now this bitch going all out
And the bass hitting so loud, negative thoughts tryna get out
[Chorus]
Hit me on the Cash App, I ain't finna add back
Add it up, told that little bitch, please just back it up