Aww.. why she so dramatic?

I give her D in the back of the V and that shit turn a hoe to a addict

Say that she diggin' my passion

Think I'm addicted to cash

Enemies tweak, they throwin' me threats

I don't stress, I'm relaxed

If we took your shit, gotta get it back

We ain't doin' that shit for the internet

If she hit my crib, then Im hitting that

I'ma hit that shit, then im dippin

We put that shit on display

We do that shit in they face

It go however I say

And I need me a million today

Can't focus on shit, cause I'm tryna get rich and these bitches just get in the way

Smokin' on pressure, I'm high and ascending

She come through and give me the face

Ammunition in the beemer

He could get lit up

Bro be on it, he be tweaking

I just tell him to get em'

Shorty bad, she ain't decent

She shaped like a pinup

She came to the crib and I eat her

I treat her like dinner

Aww.. why she so dramatic?

I give her D in the back of the V and that shit turn a hoe to a addict

Say that she diggin' my passion

Think I'm addicted to cash

Enemies tweak, they throwin' me threats

I don't stress, I'm relaxed

If we took your shit, gotta get it back

We ain't doin' that shit for the internet

If she hit my crib, then Im hitting that

I'ma hit that shit, then im dippin