Quiz lyrics

Never lookin' at the cost

Money fillin' up the vault (Uh)

My word be the law (Uh)

Bitches scary like Saw (Uh-ah)

Let it be known, if a bitch act grown

I'm coming strapped up like a bra (Brrah)

She tried, but the bitch failed

Like I forgot to put down the salt (Yeah)

A 'hunnid on the eWay

Shotgun in the briefcase

Spill a bitch brains, look like raspberry cheesecake (B-b-b-boom)

I got so much money up on the line

I had to put that shit on three-way (Brrring)

Up in your DM, ain't nobody buying (Hey)

Now you sell pussy on eBay

Bitches ain't no shit (No)

Sticky fingers, I'm slick (I'm slick)

Niggas claim that they charged up

But got a whole shortage in they dick (Fuck)

Check stubs look lit (What)

Money double like Twix (It do)

Fuckers dunno who they wanna be

Like they're playing in the movie Split

The tea that I sip, it burn lip

Fly lil' bitch with my name on a blimp

What the man know I'm hot, check temp (Woo)

Bitches be fucking for a box of shrimp (Okay)

That could never be me

Niggas thirsty, drink some Fiji

Wrist ice be so creamy

So we namin' this shit Edy's

How the fuck your inches longer than your money?

(How? How? How? How?)

How you hittin' stains, with stains in your undies?

(How? How? How? How?)

Hoes claim they the realest

I'm like, "Kill it, don't get me started"

Be the same bitches that lie and

Blame it on other people like they farted (Stank ass)

Uber pull through the drive-thru

I'm tryna get me some Popeyes

Bought like twenty wings

You would think I'm 'bout to split it with Five Guys (I'm hungry)

Might buy the Uber man some, it depends on how the line fly

Or he could keep the 50 Cent change

Get rich or die tryin'

I get no days off

Your dick is way soft

My niggas droppin' them pounds off like they into weight loss (Woo)

Ball hard, but I hate golf

Switch on me, that may cost

Nigga said he wanna see me but he's broke

Might as well be Ray Charles

'Cause you ain't seein' me

Don't give a fuck who you be (No)

Everything custom that you see

Made my jacket Spike Lee (Dem spikes)

Money all on the floor but I clean it off for your nigga neat (Gimme that head)

I told him spell my name with his tongue

That's Akeelah and the Bee (Uh)

Giggity, giggity

Bitches is silly, gee

All of my enemies try to get rid of me

I got the victory, shotgun big as me

Watch your step 'cause the blood's so slippery

I'm that popular demand

Bet her pussy smell like ham

Got that money, Uncle Sam

Scam my nigga like Joanne (Woo)

How the fuck your inches longer than your money?

(How? How? How? How?)

How you hit it, stains, with stains in your undies?

(How? How? How? How?)

• Artist:CupcakKe
• Album:Eden