You know, or do you? Ooh, lil' bitch Get no ***s, bout no status My lil' baby, you can't touch it Talkin' that blah-blah, that rah-rah-ah-ah-ah I can't trust it Brand new Zara, ah-ah-ah-ah Y'all still ballin' on a budget Been ballin' chain way too big Ain't no way for me to tuck it, yeah G-Wagon or the Lam' truck Cop both, I said, *** it Shootin' shots, my *** wetty If the bitch ready, we ***in' It's been a while, she been turned down Had to get her bitch instructions Use two hands when you suck it Like a Birkin bag, how she clutch it Tapped in with my bro-head I seen him, I said, what up Late nights, I'm a vampire I'm stayin' up till sun up Heard the beat, my first thought is I'm bout to beat this the *** up Talkin' all that tough talk Like, ***, boy, come run up Real life start like Ringo Real life fly as Gringo Yeah, yeah, yeah, my lingo Yeah, that ain't mean I'm him, no Really, I'm a real life Chico Hit five in a row like bingo She on my line like free throw Do you, yeah, that ain't mean, no Filipino, she from Chico I can't *** no Uyco She gon' deep throw She gon' make that pussy pop like Clico Pop, pop, pop, with a free-co She wanna party at the casa I said, bring your amigo Get no ***s, bout no status My lil' baby, you can't touch it Talkin' that blah-blah, that rah-rah-ah-ah-ah I can't trust it Brand new Zara-ah-ah-ah-ah Y'all still ballin' on a budget Been ballin' chain way too big Ain't no way for me to tuck it G-Wagon or the Lam' truck, cop both I said, *** it Shootin' shots, my *** witty If the bitch ready, we ***in' It's been a while, she been turned down Had to give the bitch instructions Use two hands when you suck it Like a Birkin bag, I see clutch it Ayy, I told her, *** me, I'll take you out that bucket When you in some good pussy, it feel like you in a oven Nigga, you ain't gangsta, you's a dude, boy, you a puppet You might as well come work for me, go kill a opp, nigga, *** it We don't like opps, we don't fight opps, stay duckin' It seem like the opps sponsored by Nike, how they run it Make bags back-to-back, Ferraris after that, that's how we bum it We pulled up with a weak bitch, I'm weak to my stomach Ride dirty, you know that Half of the back end blow that I know where the money at, low jack Shoot a gang crazy like Kodak 400 don't play, you should know that Eight figure nigga, you should note that My hoes on a diet, low fat Her hair all hers, no check Get no ***s, bout no status, my lil' baby, you can't touch it Talkin' that blah-blah, that rah-rah, I-I-I can't trust it Brand new Zara, I-I-I, y'all still ballin' on a budget Been ballin' chain way too big, ain't no way for me to tuck it G-Wagon or the Lam truck, cop both, I said *** it Shootin' shots, my *** witty, if the bitch ready, we ***in' It's been a while, she been turned down, had to get her bitch instructions Use two hands when you suck it, like a Birkin bag, I see clutch it