Woah
What?
(Woah, woah)
Yeah
I had to get up my motion
(I had to get up my racks)
Yeah, and, I just been sipping this potion
(I just been sipping this leannn)
I just been sitting here, sippin' this lean
I'm off the Wock, don't talk to me
I killed the thot, I'm DTB
Put in my headphones, let me be
Cuz' I don't care at all
Can do this on my own
Rock some new designer clothes
Told that bih', "Don't talk to me"
(Tell that bih', "Don't talk to me")
When they come to me
And we worried 'bout who was out
Cuz' I'm doin' me
Bag and go back to the hoe
To count up all my green
Shawty bad, but I ain't cuffin' up
Cuz' I'm so DTB
And I'm having motion
They can't make out what I got like why you so exterious?
Everytime they speaking out come out ma pocket
So I ain't hearing it
I throw the heavil, like I haven't, can somebody get this bitch?
And I'm worried about the tally
I just scratched it off the list
All my gas deported from Cali
Only smoke exotic zips
Flexing drey exotic whips
In my berky, yes I is
If I burn in it fifths
Ain't do dad, but I got kids
And your man's is in my smith
This bad hoe in my phone and I say "What's up", what it is
I'm just cool with all these goofiez, I don't got no time for this
It's like 2:00, can I go home, 'n' pour up some of my Tris?
Codeine what I love
How the fuck I'm doin' this? 14 blowin' up
Try to run up on me, 'n' my .40 will untuck
Uh
I'm in love with the Benz
I got high temper, I will kill you, 'n' your manz
Betta leave me alone, I do not fuck with many friends
I cannot trust no one, people turning into fish
Eh
People turning into fans