Regina, you're wearing sweat pants. It's Monday (So?) So that's against the rules and you can't sit with us (Whatever) You can't sit with us! Coca spittin fire but this outfit on some icy sh** b**hes 'bout that life around the world is who I'm likely with Ain't been off my game b**h I've been working I don't like to switch Turn nothin' to somethin' From the hood and I don't like to b**h Can a youngin get some space Imma get 'em murked any day n***as hit the corner everyday We gon' get paid anyway Hoes gettin' turnt at the show Pound of the ush for the roll All the times I hustle on the low If cops tryna ask we don't know, ho [Pre-Hook:] Look at me b**h look at you All them n***as lookin' at me Ain't nobody lookin' at you (Hahahaha) [Hook:] You b**hes can't sit with me You b**hes can't sit with me This spot's reserved for me You b**hes can't sit with me You b**hes can't sit with me You b**hes can't sit with me I be gettin' turnt b**h All the time my homies off the sh**s I ain't got no energy for n***as on some softer sh** Once I'm out the crib It's straight to ridin' in them proper whips I am out your league I'm not the one who you should argue with Y'all doin' somthin' for a milla Nine or the b**h realer p**y b**h I ain't gon' k** ya But only cause I got a family off k**ers Got the white boy Mac Miller Smokin' on that loud from my dealer All white straight from the dealer Now it's off to the islands and the villas, ho [Pre-Hook & Hook]