Yeah
Woah, yeah
Yeah
Woah, yeah
Yeah
Woah, yeah
Yeah
Woah, yeah
I be trying my best
Niggas gon' hate on me anyway
When I walk, I'ma step on they neck
Yeah, I'm walking right over to my way
'Bout it when I'm running to the check
Now I got it, now they tryna act buddy-buddy
'Cause they see that I'm next
But I don't do friends at all
It's just me and my dawgs in this bitch
And for them, I'ma give it my all
I'm just having my fun with this shit
And they watching me shine like the star
Now we hop in these big body whips
No, this shit not a regular car
I'm just doing me, way out the mix
And I be stacking up all my chips
Got my own problems that I can't fix
So I do not need yours on my dish
Finna fuck up that game for my kid
Stepping out in these designer kicks
Blow a bag on a designer fit
Now I'm hot, they ain't ready for this
Talking shit, I ain't knew you exist
'Cause I'm making this life my bitch
Spin the bottle, will I be enough?
I know how your kiss would taste even without touch
Is she just a friend or is she going home with you?
Yeah, yeah, woah
I be trying my best
Niggas gon' hate on me anyway
When I walk, I'ma step on they neck
Yeah, I'm walking right over to my way
'Bout it when I'm running to the check
Now I got it, now they tryna act buddy-buddy
'Cause they see that I'm next
But I don't do friends at all
It's just me and my dawgs in this bitch
And for them, I'ma give it my all
I'm just having my fun with this shit
And they watching me shine like the star
Now we hop in these big body whips
No, this shit not a regular car
I'm just doing me, way out the mix
And I be stacking up all my chips
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Yeah