[Hook: Jae Winter]
These b**hes tryna f**
These n***as out of luck
Think I give a f**? (Nah)
These haters better duck
My n***as bout that drama
They will let them things buck
My b**hes wear designer
When we tear the club up
[Verse 1: Jae Winter]
My b**hes wear designer
Dolce and Gabbanna
She all about her drama
She'll make her chopper holla
I love that real sh**
She throw it back when we f**ing
She love going down
Like Jacksonville, she used to s**ing
My ex hit me up, tryna see if I made it
She never snatched a bill cause she know a n***a paid it
Whatever these b**hes drinking, buy the whole case
These n***as out of luck when I step in the place
I'm off that codiene, that xo, that sh** that'll get you f**ed up
All the hoes get crazy when a n***a show up
Suburb kid living high, yo we never thuggin'
YBT, L O S T Angels, we coming
Shoot the sky up, blow that smoke real
I'm numb to this sh**, I don't know what I feel
20's, 50's, 100's, b**h you know we cashing
He not bout that life, catch that man up in traffic, n***a
[Hook: Jae Winter]
These b**hes tryna f**
These n***as out of luck
Think I give a f**? (Nah)
These haters better duck
My n***as bout that drama
They will let them things buck
My b**hes wear designer
When we tear the club up
[Bridge: Jae Winter]
Could give a f** abou these n***as
I ain't even trippin
Give a f** about these n***as
I'm all for my b**hes
Give a f** about these n***as
sh** I ain't even listening
Give a f** about these n***as
Lost Angels in the building
Wa**up
[Verse 2: 500 Ty]
All I want, a bad b**h that wanna f**
She can bring a friend, she can s** me up
Got bottles on deck, now tear the club up (turn up)
That 40 Cali shut the whole club up
All my bad b**hes wear designer
And now your girlfriend wanna holler
Said she like how I throw them dollars
I told her, get her a** up on the pole and shake it
I'll take her home, then ima dick her down
AK-47, that p**y, make her bust some rounds
That 40 Glock, on that SK
If you want drama, we ready to plau
Cause we ain't worried bout no fake a** n***as
Bad b**hes on the way, we gonna count up figures
And we beasting on this track
f** a n***a, yeah we coming back
With that heat, b**h
[Hook: Jae Winter]
These b**hes tryna f**
These n***as out of luck
Think I give a f**? (Nah)
These haters better duck
My n***as bout that drama
They will let them things buck
My b**hes wear designer
When we tear the club up