I guess my last time was never my last time Fuckin' this bitch just to pastime

Feelin' like I'm on my last life Don't know where to go, grab a flashlight

Countin' up money from last night I do what I want, get my mind right

I do what I want when the time right, yeah, yeah

She be embarrassed when I'm actin' up VVS diamonds, carrots, not enough

Whole lot of money in my pocket stuff, Easy to tell if the bitch is a munch

I take a bougie, bitch, out just for brunch Take her back home, no panties or nothin

She got no signal, somewhere out in London I be with Smokey when I'm in Atlanta

Takin' these pics, but don't pose for no cameras get caught with your bitch, like damn, it's a scandal

Like, fuck it, I'm lit, go get me a candle, uh

I live by a code, these **** don't know it I'm ramblin' words, I feel like a poet

I'm not from the burbs, and ****, I show it champagne and that's it, I'm sippin' this Moet

A thousand ain't shit, lil' ****, I throw it I'm rockin' a fit, it's probably Rick Owen

If you know what I did, you'll know where I'm goin', uh

Bitch, bitch

If you know what I did, you'll know where I'm goin