Your such a drag
Remember I was flirting back in class
You ain't give me play, you made me sad, I didn't got to that cash
Laughing off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to the bank that I pass you
All this shit I got you could've had too
Too bad, ooh, you know I'm above you, baby, better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk, cause you know I don't like no attitude

Oh, yeah, I fell for a thick bitch with long hair
But I know that she don't love me, for me, it's the money, baby
Don't even go there
Hey, I would tell you, slow your roll, but just stop it
The more cash in my pocket, the more you get out of pocket
You ain't runnin' out my cash, so you runnin' out of options
It's obvious, you don't got 50 cents, that's some common sense
Hey, all the broke bitches' hands in the air
You and your friends got your hands in the air
Over there, here's some shade for y'all hoes you can share, yeah

You're such a drag, remember I was flirtin' back in class
You ain't give me play, you made me sad
I done got to that cash, laughin' off my ass to the bank, why you mad?
Make sure when I'm on my way to the bank that I pass you
All this shit I got, you coulda had to
Too bad, ooh, you know I'm above you, baby, better check my latitude
And watch the way you talk, cause you know I don't like no attitude