[Hook] Walk up in a store you can not afford Pull up in the Porsche truck with the [?] Roley on the dresser, blower in the drawer Becky gimmi more, Becky gimmi more Ayahh yahh yahh yahh yahh yahh yahh Becky gimmi more, Becky gimmi more [x2] [Verse 1] Becky gimmi more, Becky gimmi more I been on the road on a [?] tour City in a drought but we got some more Free the guy [?], free the guy [?] Pull up S coupe, it ain't like yours [?] when I pour I been laying low on a high floor Roley with the bezel got 'em like "Lord" Like "Lord" when I'm slidin' All them b**hes they some druggies who gon' provide em Heard them pussies lookin' for me I ain't been hidin' (where they at?) Smoking weed with my lil baby, she from the islands All this money ima chase it ain't no retiring Choppa dance like Rosie Perez when I fire it [?] ain't got no booty ima buy her [?] and make a move on your supplier [Hook] [Verse 2] I keep a .40 on hip She let all my n***as from over here hit We bought all the bottles, promoters don't help Pour a hundred ounces and grab some more [?] (Yeahh) Used to Ferragamo belts All these b**hes got feelings, mine don't matter You got hundred bundle but mine a lil fatter Situation ain't the same [?] outside you ain't in the loop f** around and slide by when I'm in the mood 'Cause you don't really like driving when I'm in the coupe And she don't really like sirens and interviews Like why do rappers try to sing on their interludes? All them n***as hella lame b**h I'm from the [?] Only need one thing so I'm sipping juice Only need one thing so I'm sipping juice [Hook]