Fresh out the coupe
Swagger like Bruce
My baby got loose
Told her I'm 'bout to get banned
Back in my blues
Shit, I beat it like Bruce
She don't like what I do
Oh my, I fell in love again
Now my names on the map
Now my pockets dumb fat
Now they talk behind my back
Every story about me cap
Now I'm opps with the feds
IRS on my ass
Now a bitch love me back
Now these bitches wanna be friends, but nah
Started this from the ground by myself
I don't talk to these hoes ever again (nah)
100 thousands make a bitch have options on the gram
Why that bitch still complain bout her mans (f*ck, f*ck)
Rockin' these shoes, ah
My bitchy brand new, ah-ah huh
Your bitch she own you
So don't talk to me about shit again
Bitches in twos
She look at my tooth
And that bitty she drool, huh
Told her my dick is a plane
Woo-ah, aaha-aaha, waahaaaaa
Eeeh-eeh, aahaa