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[Intro]
(How's your love life?)
(Caliber)

[Chorus]
Shawty wet ’cause she gon' get it, she on go (Go)
Real money chaser, just in case you didn't know (Didn’t know)
Been setting trends for all you groupies and you hoes (And you hoes)
Bitches just be hatin', ain't no competition though
And I put that on my soul
You been fucking with the opps and I can't fuck with you no more
All these boys goin' out sad 'cause they be tweaked over some hoes
I won't never go out bad, I keep that stick on me for sure

[Verse 1]
BB Simon on my waist, no, these ain't Fashion Nova jeans
Got addicted to the money, think that turnеd me to a fiend
Had to get it out thе mud, the other side ain’t always green
Ain’t no days off in this bitch, gotta get it by any means (Yeah)
Rich bitch, top-notch, Prada for the chill
Touch down in LA, I'm at the top, posted in the Hills
I’m on Melrose, in that black truck, dropped a bag inside TheReal
In the Rover, pistol packin', bitch, I'm really dressed to kill

[Chorus]
Shawty wet 'cause she gon’ get it, she on go (Go)
Real money chaser, just in case you didn't know (Didn't know)
Been setting trends for all you groupies and you hoes (And you hoes)
Bitches just be hatin', ain't no competition though
And I put that on my soul
You been fucking with the opps and I can't fuck with you no more
All these boys goin' out sad 'cause they be tweaked over some hoes
I won't never go out bad, I keep that stick on me for sure

[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, new money, new bitch, told that boy to pack up
These bitches in they feelings goin broke, be tryna catch up
“You know all my bitches pretty, get into it”
Said to Tony, tryna match us, he tryna match us
I'm gon' pull off in that Scatpack when I'm cruisin' on my block
All these bitches do you dirty, like my cup is full of Wock'
Living good, through all the red lights, moving fast, it ain't no stops
I got rich within a year for all the hoes who pocket watch

[Chorus]
Shawty wet 'cause she gon' get it, she on go (Go)
Real money chaser, just in case you didn't know (Didn't know)
Been setting trends for all you groupies and you hoes (And you hoes)
Bitches just be hatin', ain't no competition though
And I put that on my soul
You been fucking with the opps and I can't fuck with you no more
All these boys goin' out sad 'cause they be tweaked over some hoes
I won't never go out bad, I keep that stick on me for sure