Grind up, all my boss bitches wind up, wind up I don't pull up, Uber came to get me Flash bulbs everywhere, paparazzi sick me I guess so, everything home to my village Pardon me if my eyes kinda low, I can't see So Kelly stop bitchin', and motherfucker listen Since nine years old, I been in the kitchen Family gotta eat, that mean I gotta get that billy And I ain't sent down for no nigga, feel me All the way to California in a caravan It was me and my mama, my motherfuckin' fam From the gutter, gutter So you mad cause I came up, came up Bitches When I see one I wanna, get down on her See one I wanna, I get down on her See one I wanna, get down on her See one I wanna, I get down on her Wind up, wind up, tell them all bitches line up Before I put her in the grinder, grinder All my boss bitches wind up, wind up What's up Quavo, Tony and Haka grind ya Bitch who cross the world, I find ya I like your style, who designed ya Now bring that ass back, rewind ya Club on fire like Arsene, shoot her down like Marsha She don't do this often, but she know what's poppin' I'm going to find her, I found her on the island She look like she from China, her best friend is Thailand Best friend But tell me your problems, I promise we can solve it I promise baby, I promise baby You think that I won't put it on the line, yeah I doubt it I promise baby, I promise baby I bought my mama a Benz, but you say you want this Audi Mama Roll one and smoke one, I can't live without it When I see one I wanna, get down on her See one I wanna, get down on her See one I wanna, get down on her See one I wanna, get down on her Wind up, wind up Tell them old bitches line up, line up Before I put her in the grinder, grinder All my boss bitches wind up, wind up What's up Then she said I can't handle it Took her to the room and mounted it She havin' relationship goals Money and fame, I balanced it We livin' in mansions and palaces She love my trap analysis Her pussy so windy the tiles flash Her pussy watercolor fountains Get that bag now, plus I heard she workin' Get that, get that bag now It better be that burgundy Ain't no for certain, ain't on your purses Is she worth it, is she worth it I'm James Worthy, I'm at your service Favorite color pink, I call her Kirby Tastes like ice cream, her flavor sherbet Put that money on lil' baby, she deserve it When I see one I wanna, I get down on her See one I wanna, I get down on her See one I wanna, I get down on her See one I wanna, I get down on her Wind up, wind up Tell them old bitches line up, line up Before I put her in the grinder, grinder All my boss bitches wind up, wind up What's up What's up