Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ReDHoT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Matthew
Songwriter
Lyrics
Can I, can I can I, get-yo, get-yo attention please
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Woke up this morning, thank God that I’m alive bruh
Ain’t gonna lie, I’m feeling kinda fly bruh
Just took a shot and its time to get high bruh
My ex said she leaving, told her ass bye bruh
This that new ReDHoT, that new money drop
Bouncing to the beat like a Huffy, a bunny hop
I don’t spit fire, I spit lava, and that floor hot
If I want her I’m like Steph Curry, ima take the shot
Take away my knowledge nope, you can not
Get a new man that Berkin for a queens spot
She heard that rubber-band snap, and she threw it back
Just like your hands come together when that ass clap
She got that, slim waist, good physique, and a nice ass
Want me to hit, aw shit I ain’t gonna pass
Waiter, couple bottles do you got that
And I ain’t paying with a card girl this is all racks
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Why you hiding in the dark girl I’m tryna see ya
Sexy Mamacita señorita Bonita
You think you all that in the club kicking your feet up
But I gotta take my shot, you a catch, goalkeeper
Heart of a lion but you move like a cheetah
I could be your papi chulo, you could be my chica
I’ve been watching you ever since I sparked up the reefer
But she move it back so fast, I don’t know if I could keep up
And when she hit the dance floor she likes to fuck it up
Go ahead girl, shake that little big butt
You’re a big fish in the sea, will I reel it in maybe
Puerto Rican, Asian, Black, Dominican gravy
That’s food for thought, When I’m through
You’re gonna have to learn to walk
I’m taking shots, I’m counting guap, I’m licking on some WAP
I am a animal, I rock the boat, like Noah’s Ark
I’m cheddar Sharp, I gotta stay on point like a dart
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Yeah, I’m about my money tell me where the cash at
A couple hundred dollars falling out the back pack
Big nuts, you know I keep a fat sack
My money boomerang, it trampoline, it bounce back.
Written by: Brandon Matthew