It's showtime!nn[Chorus]nShe ain't got no money in the banknShe be walking 'round actin' all stanknAnd now she at the party looking at menHopin' she can get saved by menI'm lookin at her like (right)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nShe got her hand up but I tryna pay that girlnnNow, what ya'll wanna do? (do)nWanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlersnGive me ur numba I bet she gon call yanCome on dawg she want u to spoil hernCristian Dior and them new Fendi bagsnAnything is good cause it's better than she hadnShe sitting at the bar and she's lookin' so sadnSomething 'bout, uh-uh I wanna ride in your jagnUh uh uh, I wanna ride to your housenI said easy chick, I fly to my housenI, live so far think I live down southnWhy don't you pull it out my pants and put it in yo mouth (echoes)nn[Chorus]nnI see ya, you got ya best shoes onnGood dress on, I mean you got your best onnI'm sitting at the back drankin' viva gliconThe caroselito, you know how we donBefore them models came you wasn't fuckin with my niggasnMy homies say wassup you saying nothing to my niggasnCome on girlfriend why you fronting for my niggasnThey come and that paper is nothing for my niggasnDon't you know we got that money in the (money in the bank) I repeatnDon't you know we got that (money in the bank)nYou ain't getting none from me or my banknBetter get you own, g-g-get out my face (face)nn[Chorus]nnIt's started like soft and warmnDon't get excited, I've been invited to the quiet stormnNow its out of hand cause she told me she hate menAnd then she said what the hell I've done latelynPlus she said all she want is love and affectionnLet me be your angel, and I'll be your protectionnTook her out bought her all kinds of thingsnBut it wasn't enough, so this is the song I singnCause she brokennShe ain't got no money in the banknShe be walking 'round actin' all stanknAnd now she at the party looking at menHopin' she can get saved by menI'm lookin at her like (right)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nI ain't tryna save that girl (NO SIR!)nShe got her hand up but I tryna pay that girlnnLets, let, lets go!