I wanna do her with her friend, what's good?
Baby, I'm on Codeine, so I don't know-
Runnin' up them bands, bitch, I'm
Bitch, them pockets lookin' big-big-big
Know my pockets lookin' big
Ayy, pockets lookin' big, hm, uh
Bank account lookin' big, .40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, bitch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no six-six-six
Your bitch swallowin' my semen, forgettin' the meanin' of self-respect, fuck her face and put her on the internet
I just been lettin' the cash grow, run up on me, die faster
I'm a real nigga, nah, I'm not an actor
Double cup with that red lean, I'ma sip classy
Dior on my feet, I feel classy
You say you love me, do you mean that?
I don't think so 'cause you weren't there when I was down bad, yeah
I don't think so, bitch, I know so
Money by the boatload, I know why these ho's actin' nice
'Cause I'm a rich guy, be on my own shit, let that shit fly
Takin' trips off the Perc's, I be sky high
In the sky, sippin' on red lean like it's red wine, red wine
Bank account lookin' big, .40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, bitch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no six-six-six
Your bitch swallowin' my semen, forgettin' the meanin' of self-respect, fuck her face and put her on the internet
When I see diamonds, my senses starts twinglin' (Sex)
Dog, nigga, twelve phones, all 'em ringin'
Like, "Brr-brr, hello, do you need me?" ("Brr-brr, hello, do you need me?")
Like, "Brr-brr, hell, no, baby, beat it" ("Brr-brr, hell, no, baby, beat it")
Army green F&Ns (Two of), bet a pussy-nigga won't rat again (Bet)
Bank account low again (Why?), 'cause I spend all of my money on my friend (Hey)
Where the fuck your cash go? (Where?), how the fuck your drip up to par but your cash low? (How?)
How the hell you manifest from a big dog to a tadpole? How you know that she tellin' you dance, foe?
See, we went to the top from them shackles (Top), how you know in the future it's gon' be ass, though? (Top)
Ride big Bentleys everywhere that I go (Park), keep the Lamborghini parked at the bank, though (Yeah, park)
Alright, I'm lit, no lie, buyin' horses like in Salem, know we mob tie, aw, yeah
Rich in real life, I do not see you, ho, like it's midnight even in light
Bank account lookin' big, .40 make you dance like a jig
You in the way, put a hole in your wig
Desert Eagle on me, bitch, the bullet hole big
I don't like revolvers, they only hold six
Yeah, I hang with them demons, no six-six-six
Your bitch swallowin' my semen, forgettin' the meanin' of self-respect, fuck her face and put her on the internet