Can't really **** with you anymore
Went and bought myself some Vivienne chains with the pearls
I'm gon' make that money flip man, make that money twirl
And yo nigga he a ***** man, he act like a girl
If I think that you the one, I might give yo ass the world
Damn—damn my money long
My lil' ***** so bad
My **** make her moan
I can take yo ***** nigga, like I am Trey Songz
I just bought some Rick, nigga, put that shit right on
Skrr, skrr, skrr, in that Tesla, yeah, we gone
**** that ho at night, kick her out in the morning
I don't want no fight, we got pipes, get to blowin'
I don't got no type, that ***** bad, she gon' throw it
Good gas, that shit smelly
Like the way I drip, say her nigga, he so jelly'
She gon' suck up on my **** when I'm countin' all this fetti
"Baby come my way", like a nigga name was Fetty
White *****, her name Kelly
She say she already know my name before she met me
Lets go shopping, ***** get ready
Helmut, Helmut Lang, for my baby
Damn—damn my money long
My lil' ***** so bad
My **** make her moan
I can take yo ***** nigga, like I am Trey Songz
I just bought some Rick, nigga, put that shit right on
Skrr, skrr, skrr, in that Tesla, yeah, we gone
**** that ho at night, kick her out in the morning
I don't want no fight, we got pipes, get to blowin'
I don't got no type, that ***** bad, she gon' throw it
I guess this is goodbye then, 'cause I just can't really **** with you anymore