Shorty say she want a cape, I can't
So we ain't speakin
If it ain't pape it wait
Like it's free nights and weekends
I'm out on orchard lake
Who can't put they feet in
And around the branch with grapes
With checkbooks and ink pens
So, why you asking what I'm talking bout
I been on the grind pressing numbers
Like I'm calling out
Money grow on trees this the season it be falling out
I like when bitches mean, pussy clean, with a sloppy mouth
You fucking with it
We can talk but can you wait until I'm up a digit
Here go my gram, we don't even need the number with it
I'm at her shit, giving up dick, she don't get nothing with it
No matter what still say she coming with it, get it
My bad I can't talk, You ain't in yo bag, you laid off
I ain't check the price tag, what it cost
Oh that's just a little ehhh big boss
10 and up, but don't call me
Suited up, but it's on me
Hanging up, it's one holding
You're in luck, I'm promoting
Yeah, i can boss a bitch up
Driver her crazy, Ms. puff
Bring a friend bae, you only live once
If it ain't pape, i can't even pick it up
I'm fresh as fuck, and I ain't even flick it up
The one thing I don't forget the glizzy tucked
The number should be 10 or up, or I get anti
I'm putting tint inside the woods, it ain't no campfire
Got bad ones Sitting on the bench, yo hoe on standby
See me and Tevin, we don't share the same sentiments
Yo conversation need benefits, Benjamin's
Hit somerset and spent a ligament on fendi print
No you can't ask me who I'm chilling with, bitch
My bad I can't talk, You ain't in yo bag, you laid off
I ain't check the price tag, what it cost
Oh that's just a little ehhh big boss
10 And up, but don't call me
Suited up, but it's on me
Hanging up, it's one holding
You're in luck, I'm promoting