[Chorus] I ain't got shit for these niggas like Scrooge Gotta jump fresh like a nigga at the shoot Flying in the coupe, pull a ten off the swoop At the club high, so they gotta raise the roof I'm a big dog, so I scratch off the fleas I can't even chop it up, the driver is Korean Ridin' in the Wraith and that bitch still green She a cheerleader, the bitch for the team I'ma break her back 'cause the ... gettin' loose Hit it one time, told that bitch toodaloo Out the bag clean and a nigga well groomed If you on the losing, then you niggas doomed Nigga, it's a mismatch, pull up at the kickback I don't even stop, not even for a split-second I don't need a top, 'cause shorty, I'm a chick magnet Think I'm finna pop one like a Tic-Tac
[Verse] I ain't finna make out with the bitch she a goof Bought the whole store and they think that shit looted Lil' Swae a soldier, all you need is a bazuka Make it out the hood at one piece, you the truth You don't know to do this shit like I do, ayy You don't know to do this shit like the crew, ayy Might pull out the [?] top roof and just scoot Man these bitches worship me like I'm Zeus Treat me like a mega-star I might hop up out the whip into a helicopter Niggas tryna act like they got it going on If they traded on me, I say to hell with y'all, ayy Put a chop, got chains up, they ain't caught the crib Bunny hop with your bitch, then dip When she see all the ice, she gon' rub on the clit Young nigga gettin' rich as I can get I done did what your niggas ain't did I done been where they prolly ain't been Stand the Franklins on the blue strips Can't stand 'cause these niggas ain't lit, ayy Burn out on the block then I whip it around Bad bitch, dumb thick, I'ma dick her down Big rocks on my wrist when I stick it out
[Chorus] I ain't got shit for these niggas like Scrooge Gotta jump fresh like a nigga at the shoot Flying in the coupe, pull a ten off the swoop At the club high, so they gotta raise the roof I'm a big dog, so I scratch off the fleas I can't even chop it up, the driver is Korean Ridin' in the Wraith and that bitch still green She a cheerleader, the bitch for the team I'ma break her back 'cause the ... gettin' loose Hit it one time, told that bitch toodaloo Out the bag clean and a nigga well groomed If you on the losing side, then you niggas doomed Nigga, it's a mismatch, pull up at the kickback I don't even stop, not even for a split-second I don't need the top, 'cause shorty, I'm a chick magnet Think I'm finna pop one like a Tic-Tac
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