(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I don't even ask that bitch to be linkin' no more
Yeah that bitch told me she sober, ain't drinking no more
But she still ask for the cup when I pour me a four
I ain't been thinking 'bout nothing but money and clothes and drugs all day
Fuck whatever they be saying
I said, "Bitch, it's too late!"
I been stacking up cake
I been stuck in my ways
Get the fuck out my-
Get the fuck out my face
I don't need no fake hoes
You be rocking fake clothes
I don't need no fake bros
Stellar my gang
Stellar my chain
That's what I claim
Booling all day
I been cooling all day
That bitch popping Molly, said she seeing stars
I told her, "That's just who we are"
I told that bitch, "Hop in the car"
We going all the way home
I'm clutching on the draco
She suck it when I say so
I'm sipping purple Faygo
Hop up on stage and they go wild
She look at me with a smile
I was down bad for a while
I was down bad
Now look at my wrist, check the tags
Now these bitches wanna be with me
Told her, "Fuck it, can't be seen with me"
Opp get cornered just like DVD
I been on a fucking spree
Now she wanna be with me
Told that bitch, "Get out my feed!"
I get what I want when I need
I don't need you no more
I'm better off alone
Stacking that money up by my lone
And they get lit when they hear my song
Hear my song
(Yeah, come on!)
I don't even ask that bitch to be linkin' no more
Yeah that bitch told me she sober, ain't drinking no more
But she still ask for the cup when I pour me a four
I ain't been thinking 'bout nothing but money and clothes and drugs all day
Fuck whatever they be saying
I said, "Bitch, it's too late!"
I been stacking up cake
I been stuck in my ways
Get the fuck out my-
Get the fuck out my face