Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa All white toes, red long cornrows
Millions of bikinis, shouldn't wear cheap clothes I'ma pull up in the old white rose
Can you unlock the door in your road? Yeah, yeah
Can I eat it on the stove? Baby, you a free while you keep eatin' on my clothes
But let's see how I get cheap, you know I'm buyin' out the stove
Just bought out some diamonds, wanna buy her out some more
Oh, you ain't know I was a big dog *** on the floor, got your bitch callin'
I make 20 of a show, baby, I'm big ballin' Now I ain't even say a ***, that's my drip talk
She be runnin' from that dick like she crimped one
She be sayin' boy boo like she a blood or something
She love talkin' *** like she the plug or something
Baby, let's go to CVS, gon' get some mud or something
***in' you like we in love or something Put this rollie on until you get your other one
Got me feelin' for that pussy like it's drugs or something
She with all that ***, my lil' thug or something
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, let me get yo' chili right I ain't no sucker, ain't no how you lookin' city tight
And I know your last nigga, he ain't hit her right
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get her out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' spend the night When she want me to get her out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gonna spend the night when she want me to get her out
She gon' spend the night When she want me to get her out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm spend the night When she want me to get her out
Always training
Balenciaga, cause these *** don't work if she close
I must be pulling up in that all-white rose Baby, take off your clothes
I'm that nigga that she know Every time she pull up, I be putting on a show
Balenciaga cheap, you know I'm buying out the store
*** you like I'm fresh out and I'm going back on the road, oh
She ain't know I was a big dog Double R on the driveway, no red rose
I be tricking, I ain't tripping with that *** coast
Ooh, she love Balenciaga, she a big boss
She a bad bitch, yeah, who your eyes think?
She do last ***, she go to school, take classes
Is she a hoochie? You know she a ratchet
Baby, let me get you right, let's get sassy
***in' you like we in love or something
Put this rollie on until you get your other one
I be feeling for that pussy like it's drugs or something
She with all this ***, my lil' thug or something
Baby, let me get your chili right
I ain't no sucker, ain't know how you looking, see me tight
And I know your lies, nigga, you ain't hear the right
She gon' spend the night when she want me to shoot her out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get right
Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa