Wanna know what's in my cup, yeah
Me and my bros sippin' red, yeah
You know I stay pouring fours, yeah
That shit it go to the head
I'm a boss, make money in bed
When I drop, I make me a check
And these boys, they don't want no static
But my boys, they want smoke instead
I'm the shit, I want my respect
Diamonds dancin', got VV my neck
I'm not French, I got me baguettes
On a hustle don't know what is rest
And I make more than the rest
That's the reason these niggas upset
That's the reason these niggas be mad, yeah
I'm probably f*ckin' they ex
In the party, yeah, I take a X Yeah
In the party, yeah, Im getting geeked
Me a lil' twin, speeding in a jeep
We up all night, we never sleep
Wake up in smoke, rinse and repeat
Prada her bag, Prada my sheets, dior the tag
Chrome hearts my slevee, they don't want static yeah
Me and niggas , they stackin', yeah
We got the dope, yeah, we trappin', yeah
Making this music my passion, yeah
She said that she love my fashion, yeah
She said that she love the swag
They be hatin' i jus' let em' chat
Niggas broke, they want what I have
But they can't, go get your own swag
Yeah, yeah, get your swag, bitch, yeah
She my main, bitch, huh, yeah
Yeah, all these side bitches, yeah Yeah
They all, they want my attention
Yeah, they can't get it, no
Yeah, I spent, couple bands at the store
Yeah, my blood, they blow through them cho, huh
Wanna know what's in my cup, yeah
Me and my bros sippin' red, yeah
You know I stay pouring fours, yeah
That shit it go to the head
I'm a boss, make money in bed
When I drop, I make me a check
And these boys, they don't want no static
But my boys, they want smoke instead
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