Bah

Bah, bah, bah

Bah, bah, bah

She say, "Yes, please" (She say, "Yes, please")

I popped out today, put on my best jeans (Put on my best jeans)

Louis duffle bag, this monogram, this only fit for kings (This only— yeah)

I put on my chain, this shit say, "Bling, bling, baow, bling" (I put on my chain)

Who said we can't make it to the top? Homie, what you mean? (Who said we can't make it—)

Today I went all Ricky for my 'fit (Haha)

**** thought that he was that, he lame as hell, I fucked his bitch (Hrrt)

This bitch caught me in the act, but I'm so smart, I flip the script (Huh, I flip the script)

Jump out the whip, you better not slip, you shoot the clip, we flip the whip (Hrrt, hrrt, what?)

I treat these bitches like they nothin', this bitch bad, but that ain't shit (Bad, but that ain't shit)

I treat my bars like all my guns, these bitches comin' off the hip (Huh, huh, comin' off the—)

I pulled a hundred out in blues, my bitches think that I'm a Crip (Pulled a hundred out—)

R.I.P. Nip, I'm from where **** catch you, kill you if you slip (Hrrt, hrrt)

I'm really him, since I was born, knew I was that, bitch, off the rip (Knew I was that, bitch, off the rip)

This shit got hard and **** left, seen **** jumpin' off the ship (Jumpin', jumpin' ship)

These **** jumpin' out the way, but bitch, I'm jumpin' in the mix (Bitch, I'm jumpin' in the mix)

Since I was six, I seen some shit that probably make you **** quit (I saw some shit)

Mama, I'm lit, I used to pray for this and hope that I get rich (Mama, I'm lit)

Like on my moms, bitch, I was starvin' hard and they ain't give me shit (Like on my moms, I was— ain't give me shit)

I got a problem, I just talk to God and hope that it makes sense (I talk to God and hope that it makes sense)

Free all my dogs, I got some homies who lost hope behind that fence (Huh)

She say, "Yes, please"

I popped out today, put on my best jeans (I popped out today)

Louis duffle bag, this monogram, this only fit for kings (This only fit—)

I put on my chain, this shit say, "Bling, bling, baow, bling" (Put on my chain, this shit say—)

Who said we can't make it to the top? Homie, what you mean? (Who said we can't make it—)

Today I went all Ricky for my 'fit (Huh)

**** thought that he was that, he lame as hell, I fucked his bitch (He lame as hell, I fucked his bitch)

This bitch caught me in the act, but I'm so smart, I flip the script (Hrrt, I'm so smart, I flip the script)

Jump out the whip, you better not slip, you shoot the clip, we flip the whip (Uh-huh, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, we flip the whip)