Yeah

I love money, yes

She like bags, yes

I drive out and, yes

She hold it down, yes

You so dumb, yes

You think it’s Yves, yes

Yeah

I love money, yes

She like bags, yes

I drive out and, yes

She hold it down, yes

You so dumb, yes

You think it’s Yves, yes

It's Saint Laurent, yes

I'm takin' off that, yes

I think I made my wish, I think that bitch my bitch

She said she love me, yes

Told you, "I love my wrist"

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist

Just walked out that store and went and took that flick

Five racks on that 'fit

In Dover Street, I went and took a shit

It's time to get fly as shit

You ain't never been this fly

You ain't never put on a disguise

The mask don't cover your eyes

I don't even think you even tried

Mask, yes, big bag, yes, black gloves, yes, ten toes, yes

Can't fuck with my business

I cannot go out, no

Huh, a bunch of yes men, that cannot be my bro

Yeah

I love money, yes

She like bags, yes

I drive out and, yes

She hold it down, yes

You so dumb, yes

You think it’s Yves, yes

It's Saint Laurent, yes

I'm takin' off that, yes

I think I made my wish, I think that bitch my bitch

She said she love me, yes

Told you, "I love my wrist"

Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist