Yeah, real big guap on me
We be poppin' tags, I don't need receipt
Mmm, bad bitch, she wan fuck on me
She know that I'm rich and she just popped a bean
I don't shop at Ross, bitch, designer me
Smokin' big Za, keep a P at least
You could fuck with them, but you can't fuck with me
Yeah, who the fuck are you, You can't fuck with me
Ridin down 75, brand new coupe, I'm in my vibe
It's only me, some of you bitches kill my vibe
Yeah, I'm on that tree, and I'm gettin' way too high
I just made a play, 70K, no lie
Yeah, brick by brick, build this shit up to the sky
I've been through some shit, you can see it in my eyes
I'm in Balmain, yeah, that boy be way too fly
I don't stress bout shit, boy I live a real good life
Whippin' Whippin' Whippin' Whippin'
Whippin' them whippin' them pies
We was in that trap
Whippin' up shit and then servin' them guys
We was just takin' them risks, uh-huh
Hot as hell all in the mix, uh-huh
Probably ran off with your shit, uh-huh
Now I'm legit gettin' rich, uh-huh
Yeah, real big guap on me
We be poppin' tags, I don't need receipt
Mmm, bad bitch, she wan fuck on me
She know that I'm rich and she just popped a bean
I don't shop at Ross, bitch, designer me
Smokin' big Za, keep a P at least
You could fuck with them, but you can't fuck with me
Yeah, who the fuck are you, You can't fuck with me