(Hitmaka) (That nigga Mak' got the juice, oh) I had a shorty, I hit up when I'm out in Cali Fuck in the hills, hidin' deep in the valley But I had to pick up a bag in Atlanta But I keep it tight, boy, don't worry about it Baby, be worried, he know I got options Bet that he scared to slide when we out in the Chi Always fuckin' on yachts when we out in Miami But I never post and he wonderin' why 'Cause I can see the signs I know these bitches want what I got But they won't cross the line They all be waitin' on the same spot These hoes be knowin' what they doin' Always on their bullshit, but I ain't 'bout to lose it I can see the signs I know these bitches want what I got Deep in your feelings, I'm too independent Don't get offended, that's just how I'm livin' I'm quick to replace it, you speculatin' No confirmations, 'cause I know how these women be waitin' I'm out in Vegas, I'm faded off 42 liquor Got some bitches upset, hopin' and prayin', I slip up But we ain't got nothin' to hide They wanna know what it's like I see it all in their eyes 'Cause I can see the signs I know these bitches want what I got But they won't cross the line They all be waitin' on the same spot These hoes be knowin' what they doin' Always on their bullshit But I ain't 'bout to lose it I can see the signs I know these bitches want what I got