It's a bit cold outside bro
Aye, aye, aye, aye
My life is a movie
I grab on her booty
Your shotty's so fine, your bitch is now mine
A ten outta ten, you know she is a dime
It went by so fast, I lost track of the time (uh)
She fuck on me so long, I think that she motherfucking crazy
Love her so much, just might call her baby
Been around town, you would think that we datin'
It's mutual feelings, you know what I'm sayin'
I don't got time to express myself
These hoes only care about my wealth
I ain't had time to improve my health
Moncler, fuck it, the Louis my belt
Like ice cream, the bitches gon' melt
Yeah, I wear the pants in this bitch
But she gon' keep it tight like a belt
One night, I'll be there in a minute
Baby, two fights and this shit's almost finished
Yuh, three flights, I just took a fucking visit
Yeah, it's on sight, you know Big Xshon fuckin' meant it (huh)
Feelin' like Uzi, yeah, they don't stand a chance
She loosey goosey, you know we gon' dirty dance
High off the bean, so I'm never gonna land
Wrist something light, but the fit worth a grand
Fitted head to toe in all Designer brand
Shotty slide through, yeah, I take her straight to Cent
With my homie Josh, and he floatin' off the fent
Living in they heads and I ain't paying rent
One hundred k in a watch, you know that's what I spend
Pockets full, wall stupid, the way that shit don't bend
I'm with Big Xshon, lil bitch bring a friend
Hella snow bunnies, so you know we attend
Feelin' presidential, yuh, they call me Roosevelt
Perky on my tongue and I watch it melt
She put that Gucci right on that Gucci belt
So amused from how that coochie felt
Strawberry, pumpkin spice, that's how that coochie smelt
You know I had to play the cards I was dealt
Swimmin' in the money, I ain't talking Michael Phelps
I ain't never needed no help
So I never fucking asked
Fuck that bitch, that's in the past
With my boys, it's a blast
Buccaneers, we running fast
Coach Watts helms the mast
It's so cheap, so you know that I bought it
Two months shipping DHGate, but I still got it
Aye, you know that I got it
You know that I flaunt it
I ain't even got to fuck your bitch, she always want it
Money talks, but my dick speaks volumes, she gon' suck it
Why the fuck I always got to tuck it
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, I ain't talkin' bout no Sunday
Your bitch ride me like a motherfucking Hyundai
Tell her good morning, but I ain't like Kanye
Aye, with the off the wall flow, be like MJ
She give me, give me that brain, it's so insane
I feel that shit all the way inside my membrane
I'm just goin' mental, goin' crazy on the beat
If you want to learn a lesson, just come and take a seat (take a seat)
One night, I'll be there in a minute
Baby, two fights and this shit's almost finished
Yuh, three flights, I just took a fucking visit
Yeah, it's on sight, you know Big Xshon fucking meant it (meant it)