Yeah Yeah Okay
Yeah Yeah
I get stupid money
Know my bag is mad different
You so broke it's funny
I be Rockin Raf Simons
I like the good girls but I love the Badder women
Why these niggas hatin?
They all Sour like some lemons
Spent a couple thousand
On some Brand new gucci linen
Five Percent my windows
You Cannot just see what's in it
Directing all the plays
Niggas would've thought I was Cole Bennett
Cause when they get the drop They send me the Lo like I'm the lieutenant
I get stupid money
Know my bag is mad different
You so broke it's funny
I be Rockin' Raf Simons
I like the good girls but I love the Badder women
Why these niggas hatin?
They all Sour like some lemons
Money coming in each different way
No I'm surrounded
I had to go straight to the top
The bottom way too crowded
I can't Fuck with these lil groupie bitches
Cause they be too rowdy
Hit the gas I do the dash
I swerved that bitch I'm in a Audi
I get stupid money know my bag is mad different
You so broke it's funny
I be Rockin' Raf Simons
I like the good girls but I love the Badder women
Why these niggas hatin'?
They all Sour like some lemons
Yea-
Okay okay okay okay okay
yeah