Yeah (yeah)

Bitch, stop actin' like you know me (You know me)

If you bout that shit, then show me (Then show me)

Hit bout it if you want it (If you want it)

I promise you, you don't want it (You don't want it)

Copped that shit, just to flaunt it (Uh huh)

I went private, bitch, I flown in

Point that Hi-Tec at your stomach, yeah (Pow)

Yeah, no bap, you don't know me bitch, stop that (Huh)

She want me bitch, no cap (Yeah)

Flex

S-Sorry bout that, yuh

Put him on the damn map

Play with that pussy, that cat (That cat)

Tommy gon' hit you, blatt blatt (Blatt blatt)

Yuh, that's just how I'm livin, I just

Split that **** wig back, in front of his damn children

All-all I see is lame **** talkin' bout' me that shit so sickening

Yea-yeah that boy told me he wanna work

I told that boy I'm kiddin

Everybody hatin on the goddamn swag some bitches, yeah

That's so fittin, yeah, yeah

New Chanely freak, put that bitch on fleek, uh huh huh

I just fucked that bitch, shit wasn't nothin' to me, yeah yeah yeah

And I took her to the A, and bought some gucci sneaks, uh huh huh

You-you don't even know me bitch, so stop talkin' shit about me, yeah yeah yeah

Fuck-fuck-fuck that shit, I done bossed up (Huh, yeah)

Ju-just scored on some new rick, bitch I'm swagged up (Swagged up)

Bitch I'm chiefin, on this Wockhardt, fuck my liver (Fuck that, fuck that)

Smokin' reefer, yeah this loud pack, fuck that live it up (Pack, pack, pack, pack)

Bitch, stop actin' like you know me (You know me)

If you bout that shit, then show me (Then show me)

Hit bout it if you want it (If you want it)

I promise you, you don't want it (You don't want it)

Copped that shit, just to flaunt it (No bap)

I went private, bitch, I flown in (No bap)

Point that Hi-Tec at your stomach, yeah (No bap)