[Verse 1]
Back on xans
Ain't feel no pain
N***as just want me to stop but I can't
I can't tolerate n***as, they fake
Fuck about [?] I don't love my weight
Just [?] my hoe, I ain't worried bout pay
Just cost of living, like where the cheese
I think three bands on the table

[Chorus]
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank

[Verse 2]
I spent too much shit on drank
I don't give a fuck, my fanta look great
Bitches be burnt out
(See Money chase)
Bitches be burnt out
(See money chase)
Bitches be burnt out
PNC the tellers know my name
Shawty asked when she getting a ring
Eat dick, how you playin
[Chorus]
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank

[Chorus]
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank
Fuck all that talking I want the paper
Fuck all that talking I want the bank