I ain't lookin' for no friendship

'Cause nobody else worth your attention

Said, don't worry 'bout what you be dressed in

You gon' come through lookin' real expensive

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put some Prada on your tees

Say I'm playin', baby, how you mean?

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put that Fendi on your feet

You and I, they can't get in between

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?

Know you drippin', shorty, who is that?

Girl, your purse look empty, what's in there?

'Cause he do not treat you proper

Ain't got no money, he got no options

You never rockin' the things he got you

Way you be lookin' I thank your father

Way you be lookin' I thank your momma, ay

Yeah, right

And she really wanna know what it feel like

And I'm walkin' with a bag and it's real light

Hit the store, I never check a tag on the off white

Bands gonna come twice

Girl, I need you around

Hold it down, hold it down

If he down then I'm down

(It's on) Yeah

I ain't lookin' for no friendship

'Cause nobody else worth your attention

Said, don't worry 'bout what you be dressed in

You gon' come through lookin' real expensive

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put some Prada on your tees

Say I'm playin', baby, how you mean?

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put that Fendi on your feet

You and I, they can't get in between

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?

There ain't nothin' like you

Don't you ask me 'bout my past, yeah

We can all get under you

You could put it on my tab, yeah

Stack up in my backpack

They can't hit me live, yeah

Stack up in my backpack

Get me live

You tryna get in between you and your friends

And know they jealous, they don't get what you get

I'm just plottin' on a check, on a check

They pull up on us, I'ma aim at they neck every time

Ay, every time

Yeah, I ain't lookin' for no friendship

'Cause nobody else worth your attention

Said, don't worry 'bout what you be dressed in

You gon' come through lookin' real expensive

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put some Prada on your tees

Say I'm playin', baby, how you mean?

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?

I could put some Balmain on your jeans

I could put that Fendi on your feet

You and I, they can't get in between

Who you foolin', baby, honestly?