Swerve that coupe that M4 (Skrr skrr)
When I step down on the gas you hear that engine roar (I'm too speed I zoom)
All of my shala we dirty we came off the floor (Yeah we dirty)
I'm so high I ain't gon make it out the fuckin door (Nah im done)
Shawty getting feisty bought her new bag (She love that shit)
I don't like no attitude can't deal with that (Hell nah bitch)
Saint Laurent and Louis bring that baby back (Yeah)
Every time I spend it make another rack (Cash)
When they pull up on me I'm drippin, designer (Fshhhh)
Think your bitches fine well yeah my bitches finer (Goddamn she fine)
When I buy that new new I pull off the liner (Clean)
You thought you was solid you a fuckin liar (Bitch)
I get the bag, pull up Balenci, they checkin' the tag (Pocket watchin' ass)
Mix and relax, call me the Buddha boy spittin' facts (Yeah big facts)
Yeah we on track, locate the opps and we on the attack (Fuck all the opps)
Machete the gap, come get your boy yeah he takin a nap (Schwing)
You look like a bitch
I can't teach no tricks yeah yeah
I don't take no pics
I just roll with it yeah yeah
Shala move too quick
Boy I seen some shit yeah yeah
I just make the hits
Pussy boy throw the fits yeah yeah
Shawty getting feisty bought her new bag (She love that shit)
I don't like no attitude can't deal with that (Hell nah bitch)
Saint Laurent and Louis bring that baby back (Yeah)
Every time I spend it make another rack (Cash)
When they pull up on me I'm drippin, designer (Fshhhh)
Think your bitches fine well yeah my bitches finer (Goddamn she fine)
When I buy that new new I pull off the liner (Clean)
You thought you was solid you a fuckin liar (Bitch)