Call me the ticket, Kevin Garnett, Drop a ticket, on garments

She stick her hands right in my pants, she tryna pull them bands out

Never took a hand out, nobody put a hand in

Keep following the damn crowd, you forever gon' stay in it

Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, my smell

Expensive fragrances, expensive-tasting bitches

I can't trust no witches, I can't see no evil

I can't trust no bitches, and I can't love em either

Crazy diamonds, think I love rocks, Chanel-y belt with the chrome socks

Bad bitch and her throat poppin, pop up in there like some pop rocks

Kick the bitch out, let the ho flop, crash the whip out, let the ho flip

Hit the plug phone cause I'm tryna cop, I don't want the half I want the whole zip

She sending nasty shit to my phone, Not safe for work but I'm home

Ima big dawg, she get that bone, ima big dawg, I got it going on

Ain't felt like this in so long, ain't felt like myself in a long time

Been putting in work for so long, I been putting in work for a long time

I could give her inches, she gon' take a mile from me

I don't do no simping, can't get a dime from me

This life get hard, keep pushing through it, we gon' get through it

I'm going hard, I'm tryna go far, tryna not to lose it

Call me the ticket, Kevin Garnett, Drop a ticket, on garments

She stick her hands right in my pants, she tryna pull them bands out

Never took a hand out, nobody put a hand in

Keep following the damn crowd, you forever gon' stay in it

Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, my smell

Expensive fragrances, expensive-tasting bitches

I can't trust no witches, I can't see no evil

I can't trust no bitches, and I can't love em either