Bitch, we pulling up quick Iced out wrist Bad model bitch Got too many hoes liking my pics You do the same shit, say the same things And it always go the same way I spilled lean on a blue face And I pray to God for a new day [?] the same way I'm sick and tired of the same face If theres no face then theres no case And I thank God that I'm okay Yeah, bust down wrist Off-White kicks Bad-ass bitch gon' have my kids [?] spill my Tris Stupid bitch wanna take a flick It's always some shit that I don't know Your bitch wanna kiss, I'm like, "No, no" She wanna fuck, I'm like, "No, no" Smoking on 'Woods, solo I pulled up so quick in a four-door I'm sippin' this drank, got me slo-mo Bitch, I'm sticked up when I'm dolo Racks, it's stuffed in my jeans When I stop, they stare at me Broke boy can't compete with me Stupid bitch can't chill with me I went from [?] Now my bitch shop in Celine (Ha) Too many racks in my jeans Yeah, yeah, that shit leaving a crease Bitch, we pulling up quick Iced out wrist Bad model bitch Got too many hoes liking my pics You do the same shit, say the same things And it always go the same way I spilled lean on a blue face And I pray to God for a new day [?] the same way I'm sick and tired of the same face If theres no face then theres no case And I thank God that I'm okay