ElevenThousand. Lyrics

I gave eleven thousand to my bitch, she just invested that in her body

Be in strip club going dumb, I feel like blowing money is a hobby

And spend a lot of money, this drip 'bout to have Mike Amiri come and sign me

I should've signed with Balenciaga, all the expensive shit, a nigga buying

I still got bros trapped in the can

I'm sending money, doing what I can

You ain't an opp nigga, you a fan

You really broke, living off ya man

You really broke, living off a bitch

I'm really grinding, nigga getting rich

I sent a cash app to bad bitch, now niggas saying I'm trick

She wanna fuck with a nigga with money who don't gotta front

Oh, she wanna shop, let's go to the mall and get what you want

I'm fucking her good, I'm making her cum, and that's what she want

That nigga a dub, keep calling her, she don't pick up

I'm all about money, if you tryna get it, then nigga get with me

Don't try to compete 'cause I really get it, my life is expensive

I don't pay 'em no mind, these niggas is weak, they just want attention

I asked you a question, I knew you were guilty 'cause you got defensive

I'll tell you I want you, I'll show you what I but I ain't gon' chase you

I know I just met you but looking fire, let's go on vacation

Designer shades, designer bag, upgraded from basic

I broke out them cuffs, I bought me a watch and bought me a bracelet