(London on the track, bitch)
My newest bitch say that she got it, you dig?
Show me your mil', I put my SIG in, you dig? (Ayy)
I want that pussy 'cause it's tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it stay cold as a fridge (ayy)
Push your top back 'cause I feel like it's a wig
I don't know why, I don't know why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't know why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy? Yeah
Graduated from Howard, I'm the shit, no bowel
Beat it up for an hour, she's wet as a shower
Hoppin' out on them cowards with nothing but them whoppers
Thirty deep, all them lil' niggas be mobbin'
Have you ever seen a street geek barbarian?
R.I.P. Monroe, no Marilyn
Give my mama everything, nigga, evident
Ayy, I ain't goin' steady, but I'm ready (yeah)
Let them bitches hit just like your necklace (yeah)
We got blocks and we treacherous (yeah)
Take your necklace, you neckless
Please stay out of my section, yeah
Pullin' out that chopper that moment that nigga get here
My newest bitch say that she got it, you dig?
Show me your mil', I put my SIG in, you dig? (Ayy)
I want that pussy 'cause it's tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it stay cold as a fridge (ayy)
Push your top back 'cause I feel like it's a wig
I don't know why, I don't know why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't know why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy? Yeah (God, got this shit, man)
God, got this gas, blowin' so hard (so hard)
Call a nigga shrimp, they so poor boy (they some shrimps)
They gon' make us let the windows down on a Rolls-Royce
Hustle hard, I keep the .40, .40 got a dick
Bitches get 'round me, they sneezin', jewelry game sick (achoo)
I love mud, I done poured the deuce up so slick (I do)
Hop up in my car, now lick and go sit on the stick (boy, watch out)
Put the marker on 'em niggas and see if they real (is you real?)
I'm out in Texas, buyin' pint, keep this shit trill (is you trill?)
I got ashes droppin' on the Bentley steerin' wheel
Xan' got me feelin' like I'm on a Ferris wheel (my head spinnin')
They came 'round the neighborhood with that fire paint (ooh)
He got 'em on drop-top just like a stingray (push his shit back)
My nigga came with them bales, that shit was green day (it was green)
I play the star role, juggin' like in a screenplay
My newest bitch say that she got it, you dig?
Show me your mil', I put my SIG in, you dig? (Ayy)
I want that pussy 'cause it's tight as a kick
Look at my Rollie, it stay cold as a fridge (ayy)
Push your top back 'cause I feel like it's a wig
I don't know why, I don't know why, but I did
I don't know why, I don't know why, yeah
But can you hurry up and buy? Yeah
