Fuckin' around with these bad model hoes just 'cause I got older (Woah, woah)
I don't fuck with groupie hoes no more 'cause I got older
I just poured me up a deuce of that purple inside my soda, yeah
No, I ain't got no opps but I keep all of my enemies closer
I'm fuckin' on yo' hoe, got her legs all on my shoulders
I don't do no Glocks, I'm a FN-57 toter (Fye, fye)
It's like 3AM, bad bitch hit my phone, tell me "come over"
I just do the dash up in that Porsche, twin turbos in my motor (Yah)
FN on my side, no, I don't fuck with no Berettas
LV on my fit, I mixed that shit up with Margiela
I can't stress about these bitches, I can't fold up under pressure
I'm all in Magic, making this shit rain, changing the weather
She like the way I put it on, she say I make her wetter
Havin' my way with this fashion, spent like $1300 on my sweater
I'm rockin' Miharas, I'm talking the ones made from leather
Like, everything you do, I swear I do that shit way better
My drip from outer space, lil nigga, you cannot obtain, yeah
I just put the VVS diamonds all on my chain, yeah
MOA, 4L, FFA, yeah, that's my gang (yeah)
These niggas be broke, I swear to God, that shit a shame, yeah
I just come through, shoot that motherfucker like I'm Dame
No, I won't put my trust in hoes, know these bitches be running game
Bitch I'm always getting money, I can't worry 'bout no lame, yeah
Bad bitch coming over, gave me top, she gave me brain (Woah)
Fuckin' around with these bad model hoes just 'cause I got older (Woah, woah)
I don't fuck with groupie hoes no more 'cause I got older
I just poured me up a deuce of that purple inside my soda, yeah
No, I ain't got no opps but I keep all of my enemies closer
I'm fuckin' on yo' hoe, got her legs all on my shoulders
I don't do no Glocks, I'm a FN-57 toter (Fye, fye)
It's like 3AM, bad bitch hit my phone, tell me "come over"
I just do the dash up in that Porsche, twin turbos in my motor
4L