I'm walkin' around with that sack like a bad bitch
(Uh, uh)
And all of my niggas they love me, don't chance it
(Huh, huh)
I don't be with none of my niggas so catch me
My whip fully loaded, this bitch fully loaded
And you do the chattin'
We 'bout to hit Ogilvy's, we don't got Sak's Fifth
Where were you
We had to ship us some shit like scholastics
Where were you
We had to flip us some shit like gymnastics
(Huh)
My cup it's thick
It's sticky, it's dark like Molasses
(Huh)
I pull up like Krook boy you shining
You look like a shooting star
She start making wishes
I look at the bitch like open up
(Huh, huh)
I gave her that iron, I gave her the Cobra Clutch
She said this that fire
She hope she don't sober up
(Huh, huh)
She want be my wifey, I told her to order up
I'm nice with my clients
I'm tryna' be a quarter up
I'm walkin' around with that sack like a bad bitch
(Uh, uh)
And all of my niggas they love me, don't chance it
(Huh, huh)
I don't be with none of my niggas so catch me
My whip fully loaded, this bitch fully loaded
And you do the chattin'
(Uh, uh)