Forget about love I’m choosy
I don’t do work I’m bougie
Give me the racks
Give me the bands
I want the bag
Give me the loot yeah
Give me the loot yeah yeah
Give me the loot yeah
Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t do sentimental
Working for money is mental
Give me the coinage, I want Luchini
Give me the cheddar
Give me the loot yeah
Give me the loot yeah yeah
Give me the loot yeah
Give me the loot yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m getting bags like Givenchy
We doin’ donuts in Raris
Sippin’ Bacardi, life of the party
Promise that no one can stop me
Cause they call me Gabby B
Never put no one in front of me
Sexy I bring the heat
That’s how the Brazilian Barbie be
Drop
Get on your knees just like I’m Kaleesi
I’m bout to pop
Show me you need me
Make it come easy
Give me that guap
You can just pay me under the table
We cool without any labels
We true without any fabels