If you see my man, please tell him to come home
Got some bags i like to spend
Spent them all on Marilyn
You counting sheep We coming in
You fast asleep we running shit
Got some bags I like to spend
Gon pull up and stack a ten
Know you mad cuz you not him
My bitch bad ten out of ten
My bitch bad ten out of ten
Yo bitch sad. I laugh and grin
I walk in like, who is him
In the V, I trash the rims
Rock Givenchy I'm out in France
Rick denim jeans that be the pants
Stack currency that be the plan
Like Mr.Clean i'll beam your head
You don't really wanna talk that shit
Cuz you really ain't about that shit
Calm down cuz ya mouth to slick
Stack cheese like they hunting for a mouse type shit
Cold breeze you don't wanna leave the house type shit
Smoke trees laid out on the couch-type shit
Just freeze put the money in the pouch-type shit
Three three's like a nigga gotta count that shit
Got some bags i like to spend
Spent them all on Marilyn
You counting sheep We coming in
You fast asleep we running shit
Got some bags I like to spend
Gon pull up and stack a ten
Know you mad cuz you not him
My bitch bad ten out of ten