[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]