[Verse] These thots up in my face But they only want my benjamins Boy stop calling my phone Always leaving them fucking messages Acting like you love me But you wanna fuck my cousin You bitches be so friendly Why ya'll always in my DM? AM to the PM I'm getting this gwap I get a whole lot You ain't never flex with them rolls Man, hoe stop! You the type to take a picture Gotta get that shit back Bitch I push your shit back Fuck your wig, yeah, that blue one I love stunting on these hoes They told me I never was on one Now I get that check Riding Bentley's Yeah the red ones All my money green, we on go Then a boat next Bitch I went from Cali to the A On a private jet I'm Cuban Doll When I smoke that cookie I look Asian though I'ma bad bitch, thats why nigga you can't tell me no I persuade your bitch to change her hobby, now she taking those I could put you on, but you gon' have to sign these papers hoe You ain't never played with them rolls, so I'm told hoe Get your broke ass on, we gon' leave you ass like, Adios! Sliding in that Audi I don't think you wanna race me, hoe I already past your career, ate that shit like a cheerio Thinking that ya'll T'd, ya'll ain't really on shit, though Acting like your shit don't stank, bitch I smell you hoe Bitch go change your clothes, get some swag, you way too old They gon' still fuck with me, when I'm fucking gone If I die today, it's gon' be a fucking holiday If I die today, it's gon' be a fucking holiday If I die today, it's gon' be a fucking holiday If I die today, it's gon' be a fucking holidayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
