歌词
Cold killer, blood the color indigo
Heard you was a fuck ****, sweeter than a dinner roll
I been shoppin' Neiman you couldn't get up in the store
When we made fun of broke ****, what you get offended for
Maybe cause you broke, don't go trippin' on my coat
Tails velvet rope, let a **** in the door
Pails of the dough, gettin' breaded like a loaf
I walked in alone, now I'm leavin' with two shorties
Jacket on Forty, they gon' acting like they know me
Wrists with the rollie,middle finger fuck the police
Lick it she get singin' somethin' like Toni Tone Tony
And watch me beat it up eat it up like macaroni
Or like a pizza, rollin' in the sheets, yeah
With a white jawn think her name was Lisa
Like a python, the way a **** beast up
The whip brand new, don't fuck the seats up
Tell by the attitude that I'm from the east yeah
I'm seein' altitude when I window peak yeah
And everything was cool until they couldn't keep up
And it ain't nothin' new we in a different league yeah
Pails of the dough gettin' breaded like a loaf
I walked in alone, now I'm leavin' with two shorties
Jacket on Forty they gon' acting like they know me
Wrists with the rollie, middle finger, fuck the police
C-class when I whip it, bet that make 'em pay attention
Kill that pussy like my bitches, put that pussy on a T-shirt
Cookin in the kitchen said I wouldn't so I did it
Notice **** I ain't kidding
Step back, look at me work
The only thing that they can take from me is notes
Gettin' wavy but the name ain't Lil' Boat
Yeah
It get sticky like a plate of French toast
With a babe she said she wanna go elope
Forty on the coat
Can't come close
Think I need some glasses all I see is C-notes
I been goin' up, bank never low
Heard he goin' broke, really hope it was a joke
Pails of the dough gettin' breaded like a loaf
I walked in alone now I'm leavin' with two shorties
Jacket on Forty they gon' acting like they know me
Wrists with the rollie, middle finger, fuck the police
Written by: Andrew Jones, Nico Riccione