Big pockets

Big knots

Lil body

Big Guap

Y'all tryna stay hot

I'm just staying homie

Got a lair at the crib

I just finished laying pipe

Baby hair still laid

And she just laying on me

Big pants like mace

You can laugh in my face

But when I laugh to the bank

That's the last laugh

I don't want the coochie

I want the cash cash

'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max

Coming through in that

I ain't pulling out left a stew in that

Chasing that clout gone get you kicked out

Keep tryna go live' stop doing that

Swiping in the mall' I was doing that

Baby buss it open

She was doing that split

Asking hella questions

Like the federales

No talent body h*e

What do you

Light me up

Zoink gang can't out bar us

I'm in Saks Fifth like Toys R Us

Got the gun on the thigh like Lara

Croft in a crop top

Drop top kicks I rock' ain't no Aldos

The man got a glow

I don't have a shadow

Cartier rocking camo

'Cause I'm too commando

My brothers ready to assemble

Till they outta ammo

Big pockets

Big knots

Lil body

Big Guap

Y'all tryna stay hot

I'm just staying homie

Got a lair at the crib

I just finished laying pipe

Baby hair still laid

And she just laying on me

Big pants like mace

You can laugh in my face

But when I laugh to the bank

That's the last laugh

I don't want the coochie

I want the cash cash

'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max

She a hottie

Drip body

Big bottle

Big molly

her with a blue condom

That's my lil crip shawty

Ima stick stick stick stick stick stick the roddy

In her rich thick thick thick thick body

Double RR

For the carra

I'm starra

I don't make up

I just take her to Sephora

Take you from fan to fantastic

I'm lost in my bag like chapstick

Legend in my city

Seeing me is sightseeing

I'm worth more than an ap rolley or Breitling

Left radical but my money right wing

At the crib getting mouthed watching

Do the right things

Big pockets

Big knots

Lil body

Big Guap

Y'all tryna stay hot

I'm just staying homie

Got a lair at the crib

I just finished laying pipe

Baby hair still laid

And she just laying on me

Big pants like mace

You can laugh in my face

But when I laugh to the bank

That's the last laugh

I don't want coochie

I want the cash cash

'Cause my wrist need water like Mad Max