Kierra Luv and Tory Lanez - Can't Stand It

(I got some money for myself and you can't stand it)
(Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing)

Locked in, tryna make a couple moves before I touch down
Money calling, wrist splash
I'm glistening
I pay attention to the commas when we talking
You know I'm all about the paper babe
Tell me that you proud of me
Don't you ever lie to me
This ain't what I wanted baby
this is what it gotta be
It ain't no declining me
Taking no apology
Tryna take it out
but they don't know what's up inside of me

I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

I'm flipping these bags for real
Checking my D's in front of my check
up in all in my head for real
Flipped 17 in out DC, was saving these bags to chill
I'm getting my money and they can't stand it for real
All of my dogs got sticks and choppers
And they gon' blam them shits for real
Damages, I promise I can't plan this shit for real
Manage with Smith & cousin bandage it for real
We pull up, hopping out the Benz jeep
Selling water with your baby momma in Miami
Fuck the gloves, I can whip the brick hands free
Bitch I'm from the brick and I can't let no nigga scam me
Trap back booming 'cause my niggas got no plan B
I'm dandy, sip, sipping Brandy
Whip dripping candy, oh yeah

I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talking no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane when I fill up
Leave you sick to your stomach might throw up
It ain't true unless I told you
You stuck on my old moves
They claiming that they down
Better quit 'fore I expose you
I had some ups I had some downs
I had to break, I had to fall
I had some wins, but understand
That I also took a loss
Been a few that tried to cross
And just like that, they paid the cost
It ain't much for me to say
I think that I might risk it all

I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out, I kept dancing
I got some money for myself and you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

Written by:
Daystar Peterson, Kierra Tianna Hernandez

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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