[Hook]
I swear that wasn't good s**
That's all, that's all we ever did
But she be on that bullsh**
That's all, that's all she ever is
So I tell her hold up, wait a minute
You should gonna let me put the dollar sign it
Tell her hold up, wait a minute
You should let the mother f**er gangsta hit it
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
I told her f** with that dollar sign
That gangsta sh**, that LA sh**
That pull up in that BMW and that Ti$a, that Joy Rich
That blunt lit
That jolly rancher in the bottom of that cup of that purple sh**
That's bo ho, and these polo
And the hand on your head, that's for loco
And thats pusha ink, and I push it good
Goons with me and I push the hood
Took the b**h, she fell in love
Cause my dreads long and I'm tatted up
Took her home and I beat it up
Took her home and I beat it up
Took ya b**h, she fell in love
Cause my dick long and I set it up
[Hook]
Hold up, tell me why you're tripping
Used to let a n***a hit it, home run every evening
Leaving limping, cause I threw that a** up
Like a catapult I just want that good
But you got such a bad attitude
For no reason, it's early Sunday morning
I ain't saying you easy, but get back on your G sh**
Cause I'm on one, I lit two blunts
I take three shots and that ku klux
That white girl come rock my mike tonight girl
[Hook]