SPEND IT - Juicy J, Lil Baby, 2 Chainz

What Juicy say?

He be like, «Shut the fuck up»

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Bitch, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Why the fuck you came up in the club

If you just gonna hold all those up?

Mane, these bitches, they ain’t here for free

Shit, and a couple hunnid ain’t enough (Woo)

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Tryna be me, you can’t see me with your broke-ass

Sign a deal to my label, I need more cash (Come on)

Fitness guru puttin' pounds in the black bag

He ain’t spendin' like I’m spendin', need to get back

Who you know up in the club?

Make them run outta ones

Hell, lookin' like a lick, you know I keep a gun

Juicy J inside my system, tryna have some fun (Turn up)

Superchargin' all my motors case I have to run (Skrrt)

You can have her back, I’m done

I’m number one at numbers ones (Uh)

And makin' sure that profit come

Bust it down like honey buns

It look like we been money launderin'

Every day, I’m buyin' somethin'

Sticks on deck, I called, it comin'

Spend that shit like it was haunted, Baby

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it with' you)

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it with'

you)

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it

with' you)

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Bitch, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Thousands and thousands, I’m tryna drown up with dollars

I get that drip like a faucet, come take a dip in my pockets

Now we the niggas they dream about

Got your bitch on my penis now

I’m gon' rub on her pussy like I’m tryna bring a genie out

I get paid and I’m countin' up every day on the calendar

Just met Drake out in Canada, got my cup full of lavender

Fuck a slut, then I beat it, boy, your chick super needy

She take off all her makeup, now your bitch super creepy (Ah)

We gon' spend it up

I got all these cars, fuck a side, you think we rented 'em

Runnin' through this Cash Money, I think I’m Lil Wayne or sum'

Head to toe, Dolce Gabanna, bitch, it don’t come out for months

I don’t eat McDonald’s but I smoke a quarter pound for lunch

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it with' you)

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it with'

you)

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass (You can’t take it

with' you)

You better spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Bitch, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

Nigga, spend it, you can’t take it with your broke-ass

(You know-you know) Half that shit (You know-you know)

You know Tony poppin', he don’t do no window shoppin' (Shoppin')

Say you wanna pizza but I only want the toppin' (Toppin')

Hand to hand, on God, behind the fan, the window wobbly (Wobbly)

Drip cost a tsunami, shit, Lambo' pissin' 'Rarris (Lambo')

I read through your body, keep a stick just like Atari (Ooh)

Bugatti on the other line, hol' up, bitch, I’m sorry (Hol' up)

Special clock from, got this shit right here from Bari (Bari)

Propose the Met Gala, shoulda done that shit at

Big gold steppers, styles, I got plethora (Plenty)

He ain’t tryna find out who did it like I’m (Who?)

You know I’m out with my G, I gotta text you (Yeah)

Broke and they say money talk, you need a lecture

Tony, uh