I just-, know what I'm saying, I just feel like- (Ginseng)
What I got going on is new, know what I'm saying
It's something that-, the people ain't heard before, you know
That's what it sounds like, you know what I'm saying
It's just how I am (Go)
It's a new world, new swag, new wave, my wave, yeah
New day, new cash, get cash, get cash, yeah
Got that pizzaz, that swag, that swag, that swag, yeah
Got that blickie on the dash, the dash, the dash, yeah
Tellin' you right now, bitch don't play me
Tellin' you right now, bitch I'm crazy
I be droppin' hits, nigga, I be going crazy
Make a opp nigga cry, "wah wah" like a baby
In the underworld, bitch, I be chillin' with Hades
Them niggas sweet, they be sniffin' on daisies
Know my alphabet AMG, push the Mercedes
In that coochie too deep, only God can save you
Rockin' foreign fashion, even when I'm out in traffic
Wipe that boy out with no napkin
Ion' know why he think I wasn't packin'
Told that bitch her top is fye, she tied to the journey
If I'm in my jeans, lil' baby I'm saggin'
Designer house mat, it feel like Aladdin's rug
Where the fuck the drugs, where the fuck the plug
I got a bitch who always wanna slow dance
Said, bitch, I ain't got time to fuck with some romance
I gotta get her flowers, pay the hoe less
Tell my niggas that I can really call my homies
I'm on that time to call slatty (Slatty)
Bad bitch say she got a fatty (A fatty)
Got somethin' on the way, is you ready (You ready)
Okay, let's do it, they ready, let's go (Slatt)
Mhm, mm-m
Yahhh, yahh, yah, yah
Ooh, uh, huh
Mmm-hmm-hmm
It's a new world, new swag, new wave, my wave, yeah
New day, new cash, get cash, get cash, yeah
Got that pizzaz, that swag, that swag, that swag, yeah
Got that blickie on the dash, the dash, the dash, yeah
Tellin' you right now, bitch don't play me
Tellin' you right now, bitch I'm crazy
I be droppin' hits nigga, I be going crazy
Make a opp nigga cry, "wah wah" like a baby
In the underworld, bitch I be chillin' with Hades
Them niggas sweet, they be sniffin' on daisies
Know my alphabet AMG, push the Mercedes
In that coochie too deep, only God can save you
Rockin' foreign fashion, even when I'm out in traffic
Wipe that boy out with no napkin
Ion' know why he think I wasn't packin'
Told that bih her top is fye, she tied to the journey
If I'm in my jeans, lil' baby I'm saggin'
Designer house mat, it feel like Aladdin's rug
Where the fuck the drugs, where the fuck the plug
I got a bitch who always wanna slow dance
Said, bitch, I ain't got time to fuck with some romance
I gotta get her flowers, pay the hoe less
Tell my niggas that I can really call my homies
I'm on that time to call slatty (Slatty)
Bad bitch say she got a fatty (A fatty)
Got somethin' on the way, is you ready (You ready)
Okay, let's do it, they ready, let's go (Slatt)