If you don't make money, then it don't make sense
Bare fake love, see, I don't need friends
In a drop-top whip and I don't move bummy
I know you want me, but you can't afford me, ooh
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
You see, I love the way she move and wine her bumper
I don't even know your name, but what's your number
Wha di bumba? Come wine 'pon di Wonka
And we can blossom, ammi weed and summer planter
I tell her "Wine it, baby"
I love the way she do it, wine it, Shelly
Just grab a cup and, baby, pour me Henny
And now she seeing starboy on the telly
Now she want me for keeps
If you don't make money, then it don't make sense
Bare fake love, see, I don't need friends
In a drop-top whip and I don't move bummy
I know you want me, but you can't afford me, ooh
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm, girls around me
All up in my space, tryna arouse me
Ayy, said she never fucked in a 'Rari
She smell the money, now she all up on me
Bad ting with a bumper, ayy
Say she want a taste of the Willy Wonka, uh
I don't wanna stress, I don't want no drama
I just wanna see you shake what you got from your mama, ah-ah
I said "Rotate" (rotate) ah
You say you a freak, are you gon' show it? (Show it)
If you really wanna, you can hold it (hold it)
Girl, I think I love for the moment
For the moment, ah
If you don't make money, then it don't make sense
Bare fake love, see, I don't need friends
In a drop-top whip and I don't move bummy
I know you want me, but you can't afford me, ooh
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, wine 'pon my cocky
She come for Johnny
She got the Johnny
Gyal, touchy, touchy
That big booty got me feeling touchy, touchy
Me an' feel, wanna squeeze touchy, touchy
Me wanna know if it's real (ah, if it's real, if it's real)
If it don't make money, then it don't make sense (ah)
Came with the 'Rari, now I left with the Benz (skrt, skrt)
I can take your gyal and I can take her friends
Bet she heard her name, 'cause my music trends
Ooh, this ting nga Tirana (ah yeah, ah yeah)
Po du mi pi marijuana (ah, yeah)
No roof on the whip on the high roads
Baby, you can touch the sky all night long
If you don't make money, then it don't make sense
Bare fake love, see, I don't need friends
In a drop-top whip and I don't move bummy
I know you want me, but you can't afford me, ooh
Mm, girls around me
Mm, naughty, naughty
Mm, don't come around me
If you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm (naughty, naughty)
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm (if you're not vybsing, if you're not dancing)
(Rymez)
