[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)

[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I can't give you all this love, I'm too heartless
Thuggin' with them demons in apartments, yeah
Still gon' come the same way, how it started, yeah
Pull up, leave 'em bleedin' on this carpet, yeah
I don't want no bitch, I wanna party, yeah
Finna make me put this bitch in Cartier
Know I'm havin' racks on me regardless, yeah
Bae, I know this money get you started, yeah
I gotta keep it with me, I'm a target

[Verse 1: Bino Rideaux]
But they ain't fuckin' with me, hardly, yeah
If I gotta up then I'ma spark it, yeah
Taxin', we was fuckin' up the market, yеah
Why lil' bae don't treat me likе an artist? Yeah
Ooh, lil' bae a Barbie, yeah
Put that pussy on me, I'ma park it, yeah
Bae, is you gonna love me through the darkest? Yeah
I'm gonna see that money come regardless, yeah
I ain't complain when we were starving, yeah
Now you wanna be gang, see we ballin', yeah
You know I left that plane 'cause it's flawless, yeah
Murder on my name, I hear it callin', yeah
'Bout my gang, I'm goin' all in, yeah
Buil this bitch, finna take this bitch apart then, yeah
Everything one hundred if you fall in, yeah
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I can't give you all this love, I'm too heartless
Thuggin' with them demons in apartments, yeah
Still gon' come the same way, how it started, yeah
Pull up, leave 'em bleedin' on this carpet, yeah
I don't want no bitch, I wanna party, yeah
Finna make me put this bitch in Cartier
Know I'm havin' racks on me regardless, yeah
Bae, I know this money get you started, yeah
I gotta keep it with me, I'm a target

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
I gotta keep it with me, I'm a target
Thirty-four shots, Charles Barkley
I told her she can ride it like a Harley if she for me
I don't want no pictures with the artist 'cause they corny
Rock out with my cock out with this .40, I got morning wood
I wore all my jewelry in the trenches and I'm more than good
I just put a four up in a twenty, good morning, girl
And he's never coming back and that's that, that beef more than old
And to break it down, I been cruising in a double R
And opp n***a seen me did the race, it turned to bumper cars
But I ain't even come for all that, I'm into buying bars
I lie shiney watches, somebody needs to stop it
Six hundred up in pieces like I kinda got a thing for Rami
Don't think about it, turn his house into a pizza party
I just poured six lines of red up in Neiman Marcus
You see this girl and this don then she definitely cheatin' on you
[Chorus: Bino Rideaux]
I can't give you all this love, I'm too heartless
Thuggin' with them demons in apartments, yeah
Still gon' come the same way, how it started, yeah
Pull up, leave 'em bleedin' on this carpet, yeah
I don't want no bitch, I wanna party, yeah
Finna make me put this bitch in Cartier
Know I'm havin' racks on me regardless, yeah
Bae, I know this money get you started, yeah
I gotta keep it with me, I'm a target