Intro: Kierra Luv 
I got the money for myself 
And you can't stand it 
Broke the bank, cashed out 
I kept dancin' 

Verse 1: Kierra Luv 
Locked in, tryna make a couple moves before I touch down 
Money callin', wrist splash, I'm glistennin' 
I pay attention to the commas when we talkin' 
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 declinin' me, takin' no apology 
Tryna take it out but they don't know it's stuck inside of me 

Chorus: Kierra Luv 
I got the money for myself 
And you can't stand it 
Broke the bank, cashed out 
I kept dancin' 
I got the money for myself 
And you can't stand it 
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash [?] 
I got the money for myself 
And you can't stand it 
Broke the bank, cashed out 
I kept dancin' 
I got the money for myself 
And you can't stand it 
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit 

Verse 2: Tory Lanez
I'm livin' this life for real
Shakin' my D's and runnin' my check up, in all of my hands for real
Flip seventeen and all they see was seventy bands to chill
I'm gettin' my money and they can't stand it for real
All of my dawgs got sticks and choppas and they gon' blem them shits for real
Damages, I promise, I can't play, this shit for real
Manage with the slicin', cuts and bandage it for real
We pull up, hoppin' out the banshee
[?] and wish your baby mama in Miami (Yeah)
Put the gloves on, I can't wear the brick, hands free (Yeah)
Bitch I'm from the brick and I can't let no nigga scare me (Yeah)
Trap back boomin' 'cause my niggas got no plan B
Me I'm dandy, si-sippin' brandy, with drip of candy, oh yeah

Chorus: Kierra Luv
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash [?]
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

Verse 3: Kierra Luv
Need more than a bill when I pull up
You ain't talkin' no check, boy shut up
All gas, propane, when I pull up
[?] I might throw up
It ain't you unless I told you
You stuck on my old moves
They claimin' 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 but just like that they paid the cost
It ain't much for me to say, I think that I might risk it all

Chorus: Kierra Luv
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash [?]
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Broke the bank, cashed out
I kept dancin'
I got the money for myself
And you can't stand it
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit

Outro: Kierra Luv
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit
Went from the coupe to the jet, crash bandit