Childish Gambino - Arrangement lyrics

[Verse 1: Gonage] I got yo b**h layin' naked 'cross the bed, no rosary Stackin' up this bread like a baker, Josephine She wanna refill, so I get that ho a bean n***as on the sideline yellin' "Who the f** is he?" b**h I'm @Gonage, you can call me Cody B Wardrobe overseas, pa**ports all over me White leather seats lookin' like c**a leaf Every time I crank up the woofer sittin' on a key I'm Gucci buckled up, house note on my feet Linen bu*ton-up like I'm walkin' round on the beach Blind hoes notice me in my Range Rover Jeep So they wanna come and talk to me like Jodeci Smokin' in the morning, and when I go to sleep Blowin' presidential man I think they 'about to vote for me Any event we party like a frat, no toga sheet If money ain't the convo, you ain't even supposed to speak [Hook] If you ain't talkin' cash, don't say sh** In the VIP we champagne-spray sh** I'm in the club lookin' like a bank statement If you talkin' cash, I can make arrangement Walked in the club, ain't pay sh** Broke n***as hate, caus' they ain't sh** I'm gettin' to the cash pockets on payment If you talkin' cash, I can make arrangement Cody [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Cody Bean Sr., pushin' mean ether You don't know Childish, n***a me neither Eastside Atlanta, flyest n***a in a Waffle House If it ain't money, man, we ain't got sh** to talk about Kennedy compound, my 20-room house So big my ex-girls ain't gotta move out If you ain't talkin' cash, don't say sh** My bank account look like when little kids break sh** Ooooooo, if I'm breathin' I can handle it Watching all my dreams get together like an ampersand Blueprint the new sh**, mixtape management Show these dummies how to do it, all I want's my ten percent Porsche brand new, pa**ed 'em a cool hundred Yeah my girl 5'2", even her growth stunted It's the n***a y'all knew back when I flipped meal cards Now my meals free when I don't taste the fifth star We can make arrangements, old money Cambridge Meetin' with the moguls, make 'em richer and they owe you It's the kid you used to talk about, I'm watchin' people get up on it On Worldstar and I ain't have to have a n***a moment Flow's always cold, keep the whole soul anemic Never left that hard sh**, a n***a's always constipated Got the change for my cousin on froze, no more movin' weight Flossin' hard, ice king, no more Finn and Jake Love or hate you gotta say the hype is something handsome As long as all of 'em bloggin' I'm living Richard Branson sh** talkers still talk, haters on my billboard Used to take the Q home, now I hang with schoolboys So iconic, Black Kennedy this sh** Man I'm so ironic, man this ratchet need a fix Droppin' new sh** and the haters get the splashback Don't be surprised when he ask you where the cash at [Hook]