(Ken, stop the beat) Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl My bankroll not foldin' My cup overflowin' Ooh, blue face Rolly I was scopin' all night, you chosen Michael Kors, Louie V, anything, I'm buyin' it Push-start in the street with a new rod, outside, firin' it Woah, she keep blowin' on me, airplane mode, my line went They be talkin' 'bout me, but don't know 'bout me, from the dustiest to the shiniest Textin' me jokin', like, ooh I say, "Your boyfriend don't know me or even like you like I do" We got Percs, we got X, we got 'shrooms Keep a stick, I'm producing the tunes Take your ass, lay you down in my room Probably think we've been rated baboon Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl My bankroll not foldin' My cup overflowin' Ooh, blue face Rolly I was scopin' all night, you chosen Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl My bankroll not foldin' My cup overflowin' Ooh, blue face Rolly I was scopin' all night, you chosen