Ayy, ayy, you're probably staying this for the day (I'm not no lame, though, shout out to Samsson) You're probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it You pricy, my fist a different world You're pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can't forget it You probably want your get back, 'cause you're hurt But you know if you do it then it's different, then I probably won't forgive you in your heart But I know you, and you gon' play it smart I can't help it that I love you, it's a flaw I made it, I just spent like fifty grand on codeine and different bitches I can't give up on my mans, so I'm sneakin' to the trenches Bought a house and chilled for mama, baby sister know 'bout Bentley Free my brother, fuck your honor, ayy, ayy Even though she ain't even fuck me, I got it right back We ain't runnin' out of money, so ain't no bounce back Got a sold out show in London, a Stone-y Island jacket Rememberin' when you was for me, I wonder what happened Man, ayy, ayy Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy She pretty made 'cause her mama Got a star, thinkin' I'm Hendrix Pour that shit straight out the bottle, measurin' for bitches Man, ayy Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy She pretty made 'cause her mama Got a star, thinkin' I'm- Ayy, ayy, you're probably staying this for the day You're probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it You pricy, my fist a different world You're pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can't forget it You probably want your get back, 'cause you're hurt But you know if you do it then it's different, then I probably won't forgive you in your heart