SUGARPARENTS (feat. Rico Nasty)

I could be a sugar daddy, but I'd rather not That's how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot I could be a sugar daddy, but I'd rather not That's how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot Shawty want a first class flight on a jet I put her on Spirit if she can, South West Look baby I ain't one of these oldheads If you give me Blac Chyna I'ma leave you on read My money is my money so I put it in my sock Here's some advice bitch, go get a job Shawty can't stand me, even with ten toe That's why she got a Cash app and a Venmo I'm Mike, Bad, Thriller, nigga Dirty Diana's always in my dresser La-di-da-di-da-da-da-da-da-da I'm the hubby bebopa undercover I got racks on racks on racks And you know that's facts on facts on facts Golddiggers want an all access pass So she give me all access to that ass I could be a sugar momma, but I'd rather not That's how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot I could be a sugar momma, but I'd rather not That's how I keep my money, baby, I got me a lot (a lot!) Sex sells, spend it on my retailou gotta pay attention to the details Always money when I check my email Hotel by the seashore, got plenty seashells I ain't got time for the he say she say I just bought my own car and I ain't lease it I can spend it on you but I ain't easy He want me to buy him shoes, he ain't worth shoestrings When I get into the show let me pull a few strings Put the boy on game, he could learn a few things Every old nigga talk the same old game Selfish with my money and that shit won't change You would think he went to school with the head game I'ma let him break the rules if the head straight But I'm good, I don't really need the deadweight (naw) I don't really need the deadweight, for real We could be your sugar parents, but we'd rather not We got a lot of money, baby, I know you wanna rock We could be your sugar parents, but we'd rather not We got a lot of money, baby, I know you wanna rock