Whole Lotta Money
by Bia

Album: For Certain (2020)
Charted: 16
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  • It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker, Barbia (BIA, BIA)
    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker

    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
    I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
    I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah

    I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because it's cheap to me
    It's some money at my table, grab a seat with me (take a seat)
    Cost a ticket just to cover all my legal fees (BIA)
    I don't hang with jealous bitches, that's a weak disease
    Ho, don't run up (ho, don't run up)
    If you broke and in my business, then just shut up (shh)
    I invested in my body bitch, I'm done up (bitch, I'm done up)
    I look good, I like to fuck him when the sun up, uh (uh)

    I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega (uh)
    And I keep it with me just so that I'm feelin' safer
    Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega (brr)
    Bitch, I'm gettin' money, give a fuck about a hater

    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (In this motherfucker, it's some, it's some money)
    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (It's some, it's some, it's some money)

    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold (uh)
    I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
    I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes

    Ayo, I put on my jewelry just to suck my nigga off (off)
    Fingers on his balls like I'm 'bout to tell him, "Cough" (cough)
    Wait, hold on, Holiday
    You can't give it to 'em dry like that (pull up)
    You gotta get that shit wet first
    You gotta prep them for shit like that
    Bring that shit back, bring that shit the fuck back (let's go)

    I put on my jewelry just to go out by the pool (pool)
    And I keep it with me 'case somebody act a fool (fool)
    Pucci on my coochie, I'ma make these niggas drool (drool)
    Higher than the moon, but I'm in tune, so don't run up (brrat)
    'Cause if you run up (brrat)
    I guarantee you ain't gon' leave lookin' done up (uh-uh)
    Some likkle Chinese bangs with the bun up
    I got the crown, little bitch, you just a run' up (ooh)

    I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega (uh)
    And I keep it with me just so that I'm feelin' safer
    Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega (brr)
    Bitch, I'm gettin' money, give a fuck about a hater

    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (It's some money, it's some money)
    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (It's some money, it's some money)

    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
    I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
    I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes (mmm)

    Ayo, BIA (huh?)
    I just bent the block, all these bitches wanna be ya
    Prolly 'cause my waist gone, money long, Nia
    Well, I ain't talkin' cars, long hair, don't KIA
    In a twin-seater, you Tamera? What's Tia?
    My pussy pretty, I fuck 'em like porn stars (ooh)
    Ain't playin' basketball, but my bitches is all stars
    That Richie on my wrist 'cause I'm richer than most broads
    Yo, Nick', these bitches trippin', let's send 'em a postcard (haha)

    I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega
    And I keep it with me just so that I'm feelin' safer
    Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega
    Bitch, I'm gettin' money, give a fuck about a hater

    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (In this motherfucker, it's some, it's some money)
    It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
    (It's some, it's some, it's some money)

    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
    Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
    I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
    I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes

    BIA, BIA Writer/s: Bianca Landrau, Jaucquez Lowe, London Jae, Rodrick Jr. Doss, Tee Romano, Terrence Williams
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM Outlander Music LC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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