Large Commerce

Strike a pose for the camera Yo bitch said my pants dumb (Pants stupid) Face-plant into her panties, she in handcuffs My bitch bad, but im badder im so handsome She want cash thrown, I hand some I got True Religion posted on my pants cuh And she dont know my name yet She just know that I'm the man Copycat like all my swag, he tryna be me but he cant Stand up, and up and up the clip, I made him dance Whip and nae nae bitch, or you finna catch these hands Clash with yo bitch, and I ain't talking bout' a clan I'm feeling fly as fuck, yall could just call me superman All this meat riding give me limp dick bitch Mad because yo ex tryna lick dick bitch (And that's real too fuck you) (And yo clique bitch) (Large commerce in this muthafucka) (Okay) Let a fucka know, there will be repercussions Let the mag sing, it don't do percussion T- Tell em' censordx, lil bitch I'm known for cussin' (known for that) Fuck a bitch hoe, thot, slut, muthafucka she yo cousin Custom made denim when I'm walking anywhere Like a grand slam, Astros get em' outta there Same shit, speed from the feds they in my hair I feel like a plane, high as fuck im in the air Air em' out no asthma, cough scoff I got all yo bitches on my dick saying pop off Cash coming nonstop Large commerce in this bitch I'm getting hot, like a molotov (Incendiary)