Salad

[Hook]
Make that money flip, do a back bend
I got my own style, I don't do trends
Some people better off in past tense
Bitch, I'm on fire like some matches
Hating on your mans, that's tragic
I just want to make money and cash it
I don't got no time for extra baggage
My pockets stuffed with some salad

[Verse 1]
I just get that money, I don't need you
Your brain's fried, you're deep fried, seafood
All that talk you're doing, I don't see you
I'm the shit, I stink, pee-yew
All that hate, pitiful
Why are you so so bitter for
Go and get some money, fill your pores
I don't even feel anywhere close to poor

[Hook]
Make that money flip, do a back bend
I got my own style, I don't do trends
Some people better off in past tense
Bitch, I'm on fire like some matches
Hating on your mans, that's tragic
I just want to make money and cash it
I don't got no time for extra baggage
My pockets stuffed with some salad

[Verse 2]
I get money like a old guy
Benjamins make you roll your eyes
I'm into houses, I ain't into ice
I can't hear any talk from a mice
Fake friends went ghost like poltergeist
All the real people, they just feel me
I just speak facts, ain't no lyin me
Own a red car like the goddamn [?]

[Hook]
Make that money flip, do a back bend
I got my own style, I don't do trends
Some people better off in past tense
Bitch, I'm on fire like some matches
Hating on your mans, that's tragic
I just want to make money and cash it
I don't got no time for extra baggage
My pockets stuffed with some salad