Uh, uh, uh.

Uh, uh, nah, for real.

The way I beat it up, she think a **** off a pill.

I cannot fail, I’m always crackin’ sales.

In the trap flippin’, fuckin’, passin’ bitches vacuum seals.

Give me head, bitch, I just want what’s on your shoulders.

This that mixology, I’m mixin’ different shit inside my soda.

That bitch want knowledge of me, but “Baby, I’m a pimp” is what I told her.

She wanna swallow me, but I ain’t even know she was a brooker.

She gon’ eat the pipe up.

She do it right, then I might buy that lil’ ho ice, uh.

Baby, what you want? Don’t even look down at the price, uh.

She thought she was feelin’ on my dick, but that’s my pipe.

Cannot trust a ho, ‘cause all these bitches still lie.

I can’t tweak about a bitch, I be geeked.

Bitch, I was skipped a class, countin’ up, that money was the key.

But I still do the math, spent like fifteen hundred on some jeans.

I need a chimney on the roof, how ’bout a coupe for the Queen?

Uh, uh, nah, for real.

The way I beat it up, she think a **** off a pill.

I cannot fail, I’m always crackin’ sales.

In the trap flippin’, fuckin’, passin’ bitches vacuum seals.

Give me head, bitch, I just want what’s on your shoulders.

This that mixology, I’m mixin’ different shit inside my soda.

That bitch want knowledge of me, but “Baby, I’m a pimp” is what I told her.

She wanna swallow me, but I ain’t even know she was a brooker.

She gon’ eat the pipe up.

She do it right, then I might buy that lil’ ho ice, uh.

Baby, what you want? Don’t even look down at the price, uh.

She thought she was feelin’ on my dick, but that’s my pipe.