High School

(album: Moneyyy! - 2020)

(Who you with?
Shit, Dustin)
(Come on, Tay, ayy, do your thing Tay
Do your thing, yeah
Come on, Tay, come on, Tay, ayy)

Bad bitch, come hop on
We take off, go all night long
Pull up, take your man
Put that shit all in my song
Think I'm lying, try me though
Why your man behind me though?
Oh shit, she ain't mean it
Ass whooping, she ain't need it

Damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance
Like damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance

High heels, tall as fuck
One song all it took
You can look but you can't touch
It don't look like she do much
Bankroll, movie seats
Run it up, soccer cleats
I don't care what you do
Just baby, make my bed squeak

Tay Money, I came straight from Texas (Money)
Bitch, look at me, not at my necklace (Excuse me)
They said the twos wouldn't fit on the Lexus (Damn)
But I did it anyway 'cause I'm reckless

Bad bitch, come hop on
We take off, go all night long
Pull up, take your man
Put that shit all in my song
Think I'm lying, try me though
Why your man behind me though?
Oh shit, she ain't mean it
Ass whooping, she ain't need it

Damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance
Like damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance

Tay Money, I came straight from Texas (Money)
Bitch, look at me, not at my necklace (Excuse me)
They said the twos wouldn't fit on the Lexus (Damn)
But I did it anyway 'cause I'm reckless

Damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance
Like damn, I got a lot of bands
Fifty on her head, make her do the money dance