You probably talk to other bitches
You know I do
Yeah
Run through the city, I'm sippin on Dro, my brother open the door
Fuck boy I'm makin that money and you know that i'ma go make me some more
You can hear my engine revving, ridin' round with the felons
we gon' teach these boys some lessons, ridin out with the bandman
I been that motherfucker, hop out that motherfucker
Said fuck you officer, I got yo bitches number
Breaking bread with bro to let him know that I still fuck with him
Cops are at my door might let it blow, this shit is frightening
Random in ya bed what she just said, she get to threatenin
Demons in ya head, ya should be dead, this shit so complicated
Hop in the car and I gas it I'm passin up all of these fuckboy's who sayin they want it
Half of a bottle of Henny, I'm speedin, don't crash it, I'm thinkin bout goin 200
All of these bitches they want me but i just be sayin these bitches too boring
My boy just said let ya nuts hang, and I said mothafucka look what I'm doin
Think I'm forever young, that boy don't got no gun
So we gon get into it, until that boy is done
I just be stackin my money, I'm stackin it tall, you know I'm on go
I'ma fuck up on ya bitch, if I fuck her then I'ma hit her on the floor
And then she call my phone, I gotta let her go
Her boyfriend never know, I'm fuckin on his hoe
"You literally said you're going to bed'
"Bro Ion know what you trippin for, you not my bitch"
"You think I need you?"
"I got bitches on my left and right tellin me"
"You're so fucking hot"
"Who needs a bitch when I got this money mothafucka, I see you though"
I see you, you gon hop up in this ride with me
I don't need you but I know that pussy never free
I'm the bandman, always sippin on some Hennessy
I done hopped out of the Honda now I'm whippin SRT
And now I'm hoppin off of the phone
Screamin FREE JACK LET EM GO
And I know you never ever know
When Coliwog switch the flow
Cause I'm with your bitch I'm cruisin
Making distributions
No I'm never losing
But you can take the views in
You don't know who riding with me just know that a motherfucker gon let it go
You don't know who's on my team just know that a real motherfucker gon blow
Like Colin been makin that music, and Colin been makin that money
And I knew they was hatin on me, now they all tryna be round me
And I mix the Fendi, with Prada and Balmain I'm throwin it all on the floor
And I mix the Faygo with Wokhardt , I'm dreamin and fienin, don't know where to go
I don't know what I'm feelin now, I go up she goin down
I dont know what she talkin bout, I'm the king bitch, give me my crown
I just sent that boy a DM and I'm askin where you at?
And he sayin he got money but I'm tellin you it's cap
Everybody in the field, Coliwog is up to bat
Dickheads below me, they all be some sacks
Coliwog run up, and fuck up a bag
Run through the city, I'm sippin on Dro, my brother open the door
Fuck boy I'm makin that money and you know that i'ma go make me some more
You can hear my engine revving, ridin' round with the felons
we gon' teach these boys some lessons, ridin out with the bandman
I been that motherfucker, hop out that motherfucker
Said fuck you officer, I got yo bitches number
Breaking bread with bro to let him know that I still fuck with him
Cops are at my door might let it blow, this shit is frightening
Random in ya bed what she just said, she get to threatenin
Demons in ya head, ya should be dead, this shit so complicated
Hop in the car and I gas it I'm passin up all of these fuckboy's who sayin they want it
Half of a bottle of Henny, I'm speedin, don't crash it, I'm thinkin bout goin 200
All of these bitches they want me but i just be sayin these bitches too boring
My boy just said let ya nuts hang, and I said mothafucka look what I'm doin