[Verse 1]
Im inna new whip you ain't seen it
Finna hit the sprite with the remix (lean!)
All this f**in' Fendi, I'm the cleanest
I'm so wavy make a b**h sea sick
I can only pipe a b**h if she thick
Pistol beat like Bankroll & D. Rich
Two grand on these LV kicks
Couple hundred horse power eat this
Okay, you n***as wanna sneak diss
Chasing after money leave me sleepless
Type of n***a fallout for a weak b**h
I took her to the crib let her eat this
Billie Jean told a b**h to Beat It up, how she let a n***a beat it
Would've told her she'll make a good parent
Until she swallowed my semen
[Hook]
I told y'all I was gon' ball
I told y'all I was gon sh** no stall
I told your girl I was gon' call
But here her number back cause it ain't happen at all
I told y'all I was gonna rock designer
I told y'all I was gonna get them bands
And if you wanna get super f**in' rich
Then only thing you need to stop f**in' with is friends
I told y'all I was gonna eat good
I told y'all I was gonna make it out the hood
I told y'all Imma count big racks
Hop in my lane (grain) and Im grabbing the wood
Told yall that I got the Mac, Steve Jobs
All this motherf**in' horse power Yee-Haw!
b**h I got bigger guns than T.I
He told y'all that I don't, then he lied
[Verse 2]
I just hit this blunt so motherf**ing hard
Your b**h just jumped in my motherf**ing car
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And my clip is a motherf**ing large
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These two be slidin down St. Lawrence
If we catch you lackin' then we scorin'
Pull up in that all-white like a nazi
Lookin' out for police and paparazzi
This b**h hotter than a taki
Told her give me that A$AP Rocky
Pull up in that all-white like a nazi
Lookin' out for police and paparazzi
This b**h hotter than a taki
Told her give me that A$AP Rocky
[Hook]
I told y'all I was gon' ball
I told y'all I was gon sh** no stall
I told your girl I was gon' call
But here her number back cause it ain't happen at all
I told y'all I was gonna rock designer
I told y'all I was gonna get them bands
And if you wanna get super f**in' rich
Then only thing you need to stop f**in' with is friends
I told y'all I was gonna eat good
I told y'all I was gonna make it out the hood
I told y'all Imma count big racks
Hop in my lane (grain) and Im grabbing the wood
Told yall that I got the Mac, Steve Jobs
All this motherf**in' horse power Yee-Haw!
b**h I got bigger guns than T.I
He told y'all that I don't, then he lied