Static - Dial Up, Bria, Dave Prime

Keep that money in rotation

It’s just everyday shit

Stickers on the pavement

Do this everyday

Lazy focused on the payment

They not on the same shit

They just tryna trace it

Ain’t never gone catch me slippin'

The haters gone think I’m trippin'

But gather round all you bitches

Sit down, shut up, and listen

Been scraping, saving, and pinchin'

My pennies turned into benjis

Y’all niggas thought I was playin'

When I said I said I had a vision

I’m bodying all you goofies wanna talk shit

Thinkin' cause I crack a couple jokes I’m not a boss bitch

Bitch, I’m bout my profit

I built my own shit, I know I standout

While all you other sisters keep it gross with the handout

Where yo clout?

(Huh?)

Who you be?

Who you ride with?

What you bout?

Wait, lemme guess you ain’t bout shit

Looking like Sophia after Harpo got that one hit

Step the fuck down out here thinking you a bad bitch

But steady out here asking niggas for a couple stacks

Bragging bout Brazilians but bitch I can see your tracks

You bitches is hella wack

If you still don’t understand

Keep listening to this shit just reverse it and play it back

Keep that money in rotation

It’s just everyday shit

Stickers on the pavement

Do this everyday

Lazy focused on the payment

They not on the same shit

They just tryna trace it

All of these niggas ain’t fuck with my vision

I spoke they ain’t listen

I give no forgiveness

Can’t fuck with these bitches

Made my decision

I aim with precision

I cut like a knife

She plunge on the pipe

Fuck when I like

In the air like a kite

Drink my me up like a sprite

Fish tail, swerve

Leave your broke ass in the dirt

I let it fly like a bird

Leave these broke niggas hurt

Roll up the herb let it burn

Fucking up mother earth

Ass fat, make it clap

Call her Thunder Girl

Cadillac, when I double back

If I sold my soul, it’d be 11 stacks

See my belt, that’s 100 stacks

Never call, let the money chat

I don’t give a fuck about you niggas

But niggas saying that I gave a fuck

No sir, how I’m double tucked

Bick too big so she double up

I’m a hunnid up

Knew this before I was comin up

Kissing these women that feel independent

Till I walk in the building, they ask for a minute

To cover up

Never go back

(Woo!) Hop in the ride

Makin' these hits when the feeling arise

Feeling behind

Now I’m ahead even the ceiling behind

Niggas they lie

Niggas get stuck (stuck, stuck)

Niggas go ask for a buck

Saying u they suck (suck, suck)

Niggas link up for a buck

Bitches show up, wanna fuck

Niggas better jump, duck

Livin too much, better shut up, make way for the pump (POW)

Keep that money in rotation

It’s just everyday shit

Stickers on the pavement

Do this everyday

Lazy focused on the payment

They not on the same shit

They just tryna trace it