HIGH MAINTENANCE Songtext
von Proph

Baby warn play with me
Tryna put hands on me
Wanna get racks off me
Money don′t grow on trees baby
I need more bands on me
I need more bands on me
Can't even Stand yourself
So baby wan Stand on me
Want me to fuck up a dance tonight
We might just end up in France tonight
Baby the whole world is ours tonight
What′d you say lil freak?

Chopping off my money
Okay
Choppin off my money
Okay
Choppin off my money


Look
She don't warn stay in and chill
Just soho Spilling picantes
Pleasuring man in the cab
Then she put the pain in this champagne
Two ones rolled after the show
Can't tell if they based or part of my fanbase
Wanna head to the hotel

Got me praying tomorrow is bank day

We cannot go yard, gotta be nobu
She want that goyard, she want that goku
Whole load of places she wanna got to
If I don′t turn up she got a go to
All of this artist shit is a myth
Gott em thinking I got it already
She only fucking on destiny′s child
If I get the bill three times like Kelly

They say more Money more problems
Really I think that they bluffing
Really I think this shit backwards
Like the way that we planning on fucking
When the racks come she gon' keep
Coming and coming and coming and coming and
Coming
And I ain′t no Average joe
So she know she Push on my buttons


GBP, USD, CAD
She gonna trick for a living
Even though she got a PHD

Sugar sugar sugar
You know the sugar tax come with the cookie
She got that bible quote on her wrist
Should have a Dolla sign tat on her pussy

Baby warn play with me
Tryna put hands on me
Wanna get racks off me
Money don't grow on trees baby
I need more bands on me
I need more bands on me
Can′t even Stand yourself
So baby wan Stand on me
Want me to fuck up a dance tonight
We might just end up in France tonight
Baby the whole world is ours tonight
What'd you say lil freak?

Chopping off my money
Okay
Choppin off my money
Okay
Choppin off my money