Lyrics: Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Mike Baretz/Gloria Woods/Leondra Gay/Janae Wherry/Jeremiah Raisen/Gabrielle Rodgers/Miles McCollum/Benjamin McGregor Wilson/Kavian Salehi/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Reggie Lucas/James Mtume
Music: Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Mike Baretz/Gloria Woods/Leondra Gay/Janae Wherry/Jeremiah Raisen/Gabrielle Rodgers/Miles McCollum/Benjamin McGregor Wilson/Kavian Salehi/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Reggie Lucas/James Mtume
Tonight's event is proudly sponsored by
Big dicks, rich ****, and black cards
It's your girl, NeNe Leakes
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Bae, I'm tryna give it to ya, show me what you got (GloRilla)
Run and call the bank so I can shop till I drop (On gang)
I like black **** that got black cards (Ooh, yeah)
Yeah, this ass soft 'cause my head hard (Uh-huh, aye)
I keep a side **** just like my side part (Yup, okay)
And I can't **** no **** that ain't got no MyChart
He just iced me out, but tryna be my man
He wrote a song about me, ooh, you want me bad (Damn)
Apply that pressure 'bout me, baby, don't be actin' scared (The ****?)
**** being nonchalant, I need my **** to kiss my ass
I got my hand out, but we ain't shakin' hands (Yup, uh-uh)
I ain't no broke-ass bitch, baby, we can go band for band
This shit like Burger King, I'm havin' shit my way (I'm tellin' you, you feel me?)
Matter of fact, put your wallet up, this time I got it, babe (On gang, gang)
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Bae, I'm tryna give it to ya, show me what you got
Run and call the bank so I can shop till I drop
Aye, it's Leo
Damn, what can I say? (Damn)
Huh, it was poor-ass **** after poor-ass ****, I had to finally up my rank (Dummy)
Huh, I ain't got shit for a ho, if he drop that load, then it must be a bank (Come on)
Huh, I'm too damn stiff on a bitch, a dumb-ass ho is something I ain't
Might tell you a joke, won't tell you a lie (Uh-huh)
I'm a P till the day that I die
I be tryna tell you these **** ain't shit
I'm cool 'cause these y'all ****, not mine
See, me? I run a tight-ass ship (Uh-huh)
I'm the one do the hiring and firing (On God)
If that **** ain't spending no money, that's not a red flag
Bitch, that's a siren, dummy
Wedding of the year, pink dress, pink pimpcess
Pretty bitch with a dip set
Had to lock 'em down like a Kwikset
With my ****, every day is Christmas (On God)
I could give a **** what a bitch said, mind your business (Dummy)
This big-ass ring on my finger, bitch, I ain't never, ever gave mistress
I need a baller, shot caller
Take me to the mall so I can spend a couple dollars
Bae, I'm tryna give it to ya, show me what you got
Run and call the bank so I can shop till I drop
I need a rich ****, not a bitch ****
Where your money at, bookie? Show me what you got (Sexyy)
Tired of ****in' lame ****, they ain't got no guap
**** buyin' me some flowers, daddy, buy me a new Glock (Uh)
It's Sexyy (Mm-hmm)
The closer I get to you
More trips and shopping sprees
By giving me all you got
You're all that captured me
The closer I get to you
Up at dinner, get the bill, you gon' take it
The more you make me see
Give me the treatment, get my hair and my nails did
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me