My favorite bitch just cut me off and she won't even let me know the reason It's probably one of her lil messy hatin' ass friends being evil Ain't stressin' bout it, she will come around when she wanna eat it up Slow stroke, fast stroke, grind in it, I'm a real pleaser 60 hoes in New York having dinner Bottega send it to me as soon as they get it I put Maybach seats in the Sprinter Make sure everybody sit comfortable You gotta really pay attention, I'm not mumblin' She tryna have a good time, she wanna come with us They know we can't be fucked with, none one of us It's done been some times I slipped, I'm not falling Brabus baby blue, the inside too, I'm feeling like a kid again They thought I got lucky last time, fuck it, I'm back on that shit again Her last bag was a crocodile Kelly, got it chocolate to match her skin I just gave bruh 100 pounds of Wham, told him tell the city it's in Majority of the time, I "hi" and "bye" these niggas, I ain't with all that locking in shit Money over everything, try to stop it, you get popped right then and there Message thread full of "where you at's", and "pull up on me's", bunch of "whens and where's" Youngins out here wildin' with no guidance, all they care about is who they kill I was tryna keep that shit in order, it got harder cuz I'm never there It's a better life out here, I promise, brodie, Imma keep it in they ear I know how it feel to spin a opp, but it feel way better to count a million I come from the bottom of the bottom, I shot right up through the fucking ceiling Heyyy Everybody lit, can't put our fire out Heyyyy Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out Heyyyy This her first time coming to my house Heyyyy Better go hard, girl, this yo tryouts Heyyy Everybody lit, can't put our fire out Heyyyy Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out Heyyyy This her first time coming to my house Heyyyy Better go hard, girl, this yo tryouts Stay down, hustle hard until you come up Take sum only when you need it You won't make it far being greedy My grandma taught me how to be a leader If we fly commercial, we got greeters They just know that we important people They see how we coming, think we ghetto Until they children tell 'em I'm the hero Flight attendant say I look familiar Crack a smile, tell her "It's a small world" Oh, that's yo bitch, that's my hoe too We gone share her, call her "our girl" Real street music, I ran that field If you can hit that then she ain't my girl Get yo lick back, vome step in my world 2 bitches on the same itinerary The same flight, same hotel, they don't even know each other yet One of em don't say nun, the other askin' do we go together yet Young turnt nigga, ain't no holding back This a Brabus, bro, not a regular wagon I don't kiss and tell, I ain't into that I don't think I met a nigga colder yet, like Heyyy Everybody lit, can't put our fire out Heyyyy Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out Heyyyy This her first time coming to my house Heyyyy Better go hard, girl, this yo tryouts Heyyy Everybody lit, can't put our fire out Heyyyy Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out Heyyyy This her first time coming to my house Heyyyy Better go hard, girl, this yo tryouts