クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Flaco
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Prince Lindsey
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baby Flaco
Engineer
歌詞
[Chorus]
She said I'm so fly, she think I signed to YSL (YSL)
Saint Laurent on her clothes, she expensive, I can tell (Hol' on)
French tip on her nails and on her toes, she my type of ho (Flaco)
She mix-match Chanel, new Lambo' with the butterfly doors
Killers in the 'Raq don't play no ball, but they shoot like Rose (D. Rose)
New mink coat for the cold, she want me to buy her some brand-new clothes (Hol' on, hol' on)
I got a Smith & Wesson, I ain't doin' no wrestlin' (Doot-doot-doot)
[Verse 1]
Bad bitch on my hip, this shit 4L, that's my bestie
She can't be my bestie, that bitch too damn sexy (Hol' on, hol' on)
She tryna figure me out, she tryna find my recipe (She tryna what?)
****, I don't need your help, go help yourself, I'ma go back to my cage
My music so damn hard, come to my concert, that shit look like a rave
That shit look like a rave, that shit look like a rave (Hol' on, hol' on)
Bad bitch from ATL, that lil' ho so brave (ATL)
Ten band, twenty band, thirty band, ****, walk it to your grave (Baow, baow)
[Chorus]
She said I'm so fly, she think I signed to YSL (YSL)
Saint Laurent on her clothes, she expensive, I can tell (YSL)
French tip on her nails and on her toes, she my type of ho (Hol' on, hol' on)
She mix-match Chanel, new Lambo' with the butterfly doors
Killers in the 'Raq don't play no ball, but they shoot like Rose (D. Rose)
New mink coat for the cold, she want me to buy her some brand-new clothes (Hol' on, hol' on)
I got a Smith & Wesson, I ain't doin' no wrestlin' (Doot-doot-doot)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I feel like Batman, bitch, I feel like Batman (Batman)
All black on my whip, all black on my fit (Hol' on)
R.I.P. to Nip, I hope they free my Crips
Bitch, I feel like a rockstar, rock this show like Kiss (Rock, rock)
Cuban my neck, Cuban my bitch, Cuban my wrist (Hol' on)
Cuban my neck, Cuban my bitch, Cuban like this (Flaco, Flaco, Flaco, Flaco)
Blow a **** up in the woods, smoke him like a Cuban cigar
I need the Lamb' truck now, where my keys to the car?
****, I'm playin' no games, you lookin' up front, they see me in the end zone
That lil' ho so bad, I look at her butt, she wearin' that Kenzo
She wearin' that Kenzo, she wearin' that Kenzo
That lil' ho so bad, I look at her butt, she wearin' that Kenzo
Written by: Prince Lindsey