Catfish ain't bad, baby, you like it?
Just for you
She chase the bag, and she know she gonna get
I show up in something vivid
I use to lay in the civic
He owe me money, so I pay him a visit
Yeah, young niggas, yeah they salute me
I got the snow like the Fugees
She lives like curse
Prepare for war, I'm the worst
Dress up in black like a panther
I drop diamonds on her finger
My mom she sick she got cancer
I got tattoos on my arms, it the tattoos of my moms
Fresh OG Cush in the bong
Pray to Allah she the one
Maybe she gon' have my son
Fuck her one time, now it on
Her body fresh like the cleaners
I was 19 with a Beamer
Double R with no chauffeur
No breakfast, but I got toasters
She wears Prada, and she be posting
Don Lucho with the paper, I set her up in a villa
Money so long, at her villa
Matching Cubans, her father
She so loyal, I'ma wife her
My wife's got special effect
She wanna sex with the best
I'ma go serve her the cheque
Fuck a new bitch, I be slaying
Dressed up in white in a jet
Chop it, chop it down
She's a cute bee with no frame
Tifi Nico is your crown
I know your man is a clown
We do vacas outta town
I kept money by the palm
Man on 40, got no sound (baw)