[Intro]
All I hear is lalalalalala
That’s all I heard
If you ain't talking money i'ma addicited to this guap
Feling ha better pray that you ain't my opp
But i'm better at the top
All I hear is lalalalalala
That’s all I heard
I'm addicted to this money
You better pray
[Who made it, Milan Made It]

[Verse 1: Gloss Up]
Them bitches want to beef but they ain't talking to me
Yeen ain't paying me to beef
I ain't beefing for free
And I keep these ho hot while they thinking it's tea
IThey thinking it's tea keep thinking it sweets
I be in the air somewhere collecting the bands and
I be with my kids somewhere checking off plans
Gloss why you so hot because thеm ho's fans
They be talking about my clothes until I takе they man
I be laughing to bank like hahaha
They be talking shit like blah blah blah
You a fan and a hater like ha ha ha
I be by myself I don't hang with no cliques
I'm dark skinned bitch with a whole lot of ass
I can't fuck with hoes because they be flip-flopped
Them bitches want to beef but they ain't talking to me
Yeen ain't paying me to beef
I ain't beefing for free
And I keep these ho hot while they thinking it's tea
They thinking it's tea keep thinking it, sweets
I be in the air somewhere collecting the bands and
I be with my kids somewhere checking off plans
Gloss why you so hot because them ho's fans
They be talking about my clothes until I take they man
I be laughing to bank like hahaha
They be talking shit like blah blah blah
You a fan and a hater like ha ha ha