Yeah, yeah, midnight up in Malibu, thinkin' about these hoes
Niggas talkin' shit, but nigga, you know how that shit goes
I don't wanna play no more, hoes in my motherfuckin' section
You ain't doin' that shit right, cause I'm the one that lil' hoe textin'
No more stressin', we the ones doin' finessin
We the ones got the weapon, we the ones gon' do him bad
We the ones who's on his ass
Run to the bag call me Flash, bitch, in the back, nigga, shakin' that ass
How you wanna smoke? I see you white flags
Beat from the back and that bitch call me Dad
Uh, you ain't ready for this shit, so stop doing all that lil' flexin', nigga
Lovin' all that hoe, we ain't doin' that lil' cakin', nigga
I gotta gun, why will I fight?, good bitch munch like Ice Spice
Mama told me I ain't livin' right, rockstar nigga, I love this life
You put your 4's up, we gotta lean that double cup
Stuff that wood with purple stuff, come from the block, we ain't need no hug
Bitch is a fan, she want us, I'm off the xanx move like a slug
Pockets they blue, they look like cuz, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, midnight up in Malibu, thinkin' about these hoes
Niggas talkin' shit, but nigga, you know how that shit goes
I don't wanna play no more, hoes in my motherfuckin' section
You ain't doin' that shit right, cause I'm the one that lil' hoe textin'
No more stressin', we the ones doin' finessin
We the ones got the weapon, we the ones gon' do him bad
We the ones who's on his ass
Run to the bag call me Flash, bitch, in the back, nigga, shakin' that ass
How you wanna smoke? I see you white flags
Beat from the back and that bitch call me Dad