So let me know.

We like the back go.

Bruce Wayne.

I put it up with following women.

I ain't got my money, she gon' get her issue Heard her say he want some beef, I gave that boy the gristle Pull up on him, we gon' wipe it nowhere without a tissue

Feel like I'm flexin' on my ass again.

Done with that bitch, I'm tryna hit her best friend.

Never hit my cup, I had a sipping medicine.

Money, power, and respect didn't get a F in there.

We'll be right back.

I'm bangin' Sean LaVoie, bangin' this line My two-color, they better not knock him off Hittin' the gas and I'm geekin' my moth Back of my shoe, then I'm spikin' my sock Got a waffle, this night got a waffle, them vultures That lil' bitch freaky, she want some exposure Doin' whatever she want you to notice Drinkin' the green and it boostin' my focus

Rockin' DJs and they look like bifocals.

I'm in the middle like Malcolm and I. Playin' with them birds like the Falcons and them.

Bitch, if they tear down like Julio, them.

Chopper start clappin' like hoorah again.

I fit the bin, you can't see through the chin I'll direct some of my thot plantain My money straight, it just left out the den Some for my eyes, I got Superman vision I'm a street nigga, can't throw these lil' bitches Ain't no feelings involved, I can't love these lil' bitches Hit these lil' bitches, then flip these lil' bitches Bad these lil' bitches, we mad these lil' bitches I pull up with foreign women, then we foreign skippin' If that bitch ain't got my money, she gon' get a issue Heard him say he want some beef, I gave that boy the gristle Pull up on him, we gon' wipe it, no way, that a tissue

Feel like I'm flexing on my ass again.

Dying with that bitch, I'm trying to hit her basic friend.

Let her hit my cup, I had her soup and let her sling.

Money, power, and respect didn't get a F in here.

She gonna have to fuck us on.

Woo.

Woo.

Woo.

Who the hell so good she made the honor roll?

Cookin' in the kitchen need another stove.

Need another skit, skit, skit, skit.

Need another bowl.

I ain't about for watching, you don't know don't.

Baby, did that real Miley put it on your tongue?

I saw around my neck, it cost a half of a brick.

Spend your total money on my little ticket.

Big head in the kitchen, help me clean these fishes.

Oh, man, no bowling.

That big back was flipping.

I pull up with foreign women and we foreign sippin'.

If that bitch ain't got my money, she gon' get a issue.

Heard her say he want some beef, I gave that boy the gristle.

Pull up on him, we gon' wipe it, no without a tissue.

Feel like one and one on flexing on my ass again.

Dying with that bitch on trying to hit her best friend.

Now that I hit my cup, I had a slip and melt us in.

Money, power, and respect didn't get a F in there.