Yung Miami & Kodak Black - Spend Dat (Remix) Lyrics

Haha, ah
This for my trap niggas
Wham, Kodak, what’s up?
It’s the motherfuckin’ remix

Where all my scammin’-ass niggas at? (Where they at?)
Spendin’ that money fast (Spend it)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, cash (Ah, cash)
Boy, go in that Goyard bag (Haha)
Boostin’ bitches, where y’all at? (Where y’all at?)
Stuffin’ that shit in y’all bag
Just to flip it, pop some tags (Hustlers)
Girl, go in that Goyard bag

Spend that shit (Spend it), spend that shit (Spend it, yeah)
Spend that shit (Spend it, uh), spend that shit
Nigga, spend that shit (Spend it), spend that shit (Spend it, spend that shit)
Spend that shit (Spend it, uh), nigga, spend that shit, uh

I don’t care if you are rapper or trapper
I hear [?] nigga better spend that shit (Spend that shit)
Goyard full of new money
He catch this wham off the [?], but I been that bitch (Woah)
Told him spend it if he got me (Damn)
He gotta spend it if he like me, I’m pricey when I’m wifey (Spend it)
I like Habibis, not Hibachi (Nigga)
He send me gifts all the time, so I call a nigga papi (Papi)
Who that was sayin’ Yung Miami done? (Ho)
How you done and you goin’ number one? (Huh?)
Run a summer ’26, bitch, who fell off? (Runnin’)
Stayin’ at the top of the charts and I ain’t comin’ off

I really pulled up in a Rolls, I really pulled off in a V
She got a nigga playin’ house, [?]
She’d get happy for a bag, pull up on her ass with three
Finna follow her in the club, this the fifth time this week
You know damn well you can’t get like me (Yeah)
Turn your clique up, pop your shit like me (Yeah)
All the pretty bitches wanna have fun
I’m the one that showed them how to throw them ones in the club
Gotta slang ’em like it’s nothin’
Niggas can’t fuck with us
She ain’t doin’ nothin’ basic, she ain’t dealin’ with no scrub
All Hermès accessories and Himalayan dracula
These bankrolls unlimited, I ain’t livin’ on no budget, I’m loaded
I can spend ten thousand everyday for the next thirty years
Four pockets full, I been killin’ ’em before the deal
We control the traffic, if you spendin’, I can get ’em near
Mr. Flippin’, I’m really Mr. Spinnin’ (Baby)

Where all my scammin’-ass niggas at? (Where they at?)
Spendin’ that money fast (Spend it)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, cash (Ah, cash)
Boy, go in that Goyard bag (Haha)
Boostin’ bitches, where y’all at? (Where y’all at?)
Stuffin’ that shit in y’all bag
Just to flip it (Billion, billion), pop some tags (Hustlers, alright)
Girl, go in that Goyard bag (Uh)

[?] off in Miami, so [?]
This bitch in her bag, Goyard princess like [?]
Today [?]
Sent thousand roses on a jet and two Chanel bags
Fly shit, everyone in my section goin’ home, bitch
My bitch in Goyard, she don’t even know she got her own shit
Smack the P, [?] splurgin’, bought her few Birkins

Where all my scammin’-ass niggas at? (Where they at?)
Spendin’ that money fast (Spend it)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds, cash (Cash)
Boy, go in that Goyard bag

Girl, five to the 404
All my real niggas stand up
This for the hood, nigga
Get money or die tryin’, bitch
(Where all my scammin’-ass niggas at?)
(Spendin’ that money fast)
(Twenties, fifties, hundreds, cash)
(Boy, go in that Goyard bag)