(Dance like you got no emotion, you're all that I see, all that I see, oh)

Yeah, bop, yeah, yeah

Just counted out two hundred thousand in the duffel bag, heh

She got money and big titties, she got double racks, yeah

Kinda cute but got no funds, I can't bum with that, heh

I'm like Simon, if I tell her she do jumping jacks, yeah

Early morning, know it snooze , you might get double- lapped, heh

I can knock a better bitch if I just double- tap, yeah

In them streets we put in pain, that's what come with that, heh

Playing crazy, Georgia tech, you catch a yellow jacket, yeah

My baby girl depend on me, I can't hustle backwards

I dress like it's my birthday 'cause I'm in love with fashion

You getting ready hit my phone, bae, I love attachments

1 umbrella, we got baddies at the player mansion, yeah

How you doin'? My name's BNER kid she call me handsome

Just pulled up on her in a spaceship, she say I'm fancy

Ayy, just pulled up on her in that GLS, she say I'm lit

I am not no dummy, I can't go outside without my blick

See the diamonds bustin' in behind tint, that's five percent

These **** throwin' rocks, try to brickwall and hope it stick

Ayy, it's somethin' 'bout it, I step inside the booth, I can't miss

Ayy, it's somethin' 'bout it, if it's some clown shit, then I can't mix

From the PJ to the Maybach, doin' hella shit

Give the shit away, you look inside my closet, hella shit

Yeah, bop, huh, when you suckin' from me, bae, slow down, don't stop, huh

You in love with me and you fuck bro, yeah, thot

Yeah, the gun so big, it can't fit in my pants, this a yop

Hey, before I tell, I'll spend my life on a cot

Yeah, uh, yeah

Ayy, before I jump inside that pussy, tell me lies and say it's mines

Yeah, yeah, uh

Ayy, we be fuckin' time to time, but this time I'ma take my time

Pussy down for me, throw it back on me

I can fuck any bitch I want, I got them racks on me

Guaranteed I won't double back if that cap on me

Did me dirty, you was fuckin' on a brodie whole time, did me sleazy

Tell me, do you want me? You love me, you Kiki

Heard you charge a bag for that ass, but it's free ski

You playin' hard to get whole time, you was easy

You was easy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bop

Pull up to the show with the bros, it's the MOB

Nothin' less than a hunnid and this bitch don't get popped, yeah, **** had it lit for a minute, now they popped

Broke **** don't just say, 'Bop it'

I just pulled up on her in that GLS, she say I'm lit

I am not no dummy, I can't go outside without my blick

See the diamonds bustin' in behind tint, it's five percent

These **** throwin' rocks at the brick wall and hope it stick

Ayy, it's somethin' 'bout it, I step inside the booth, I can't miss it

Ayy, it's somethin' 'bout it, if it's some clown shit, then I can't mix

From the P J to the Maybach, doin' hella shit

Get this shit away, you look inside my closet, hella shit

Yeah, bop

(Come on, no, no, come on)

(It's like you got no emotion, your heart be singin', heart be singin')