Bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo Bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo, bingo Credit, credit, credit, credit card gettin' swiped up I got hella drip, need to get it wiped up I'm on the gram and I'm tryna get my likes up Lookin' at my titties, got my n***a gettin' hyped up N***a calm down, I heard your last little single It's a wrong sound When they play my ***, it's turn the song up And when they play your ***, it's turn the song down Fatty, yeah, that's turned off My acrylics gettin' burnt off Got n****s shook like they see a burnt crop Not a lipstick chick, I prefer gloss He's a 650 on the beat and the fur coat If you talkin' SLO, I'm the next to blow Gettin' money, stackin' hundreds in a row Got your n***a on my dick, it's fuckin' up the flow If you bitches run and bite it, then you gotta go Amazing dress, how sweet the sound Khalifa, Kush, I need a pound When I look at you, I see a clown Can't handle this, pussy boy, you my dream I know you want this, can't have this If I ever bust down, I'm a savage You a broke hoe, I'm a bad bitch I'm a queen, I ain't never do my average, yeah *