| Oh, oh, oh, oh |
| Woah |
| Woah (Ayy, yo, Ian) |
| Woah, woah |
| Nigga, I ain’t worried 'bout these bitches |
| In the Z06 with the top missing |
| Don’t worry 'bout nothing but my business |
| Drank going straight to my kidneys |
| Bitch think she hurt my feelings |
| How the fuck could you when I make a killing? |
| Glock on me when I walk in the building |
| In the widebody Hemi when I’m on a mission |
| She getting too attached, lil' bitch, you tripping |
| Don’t fucking worry 'bout what I’m sipping |
| Don’t come back when I make me a million |
| I was down bad up in that parish, now I’m up |
| I remember these bitches ain’t show me no love |
| Now all of these hoes wanna see what I’m on |
| Got a pretty lil' bitch and she bad to the bone |
| Got my heart on my sleeve, I ain’t wearing no Chrome |
| VV’s, bitch, I’m up now, I see you stuck now |
| She got me on repeat, her nigga don’t like that, I’m finna bust her down |
| Told her she can get replaced by another bitch, these hoes be all around |
| I’m dressed up in double C, Fendi, Balenci', lil' bitch gon' wipe me down |
| Gotta keep that stick on you at all times, don’t know who plottin' on you, |
| you better not miss |
| Fell asleep on that ho, know she mad, but it ain’t my fault, I was higher than |
| a bitch |
| Never been no type to hate on no man, go up, lil' nigga, hope the opps get rich |
| Stay out the way on my grind, waited on my time, you know I’ma talk my shit |
| (Yeah) |
| Know I’ma talk my shit, yeah |
| Know I’ma talk my shit, yeah, huh |
| You know I’ma talk my shit |
| Know I’ma talk my shit, yeah, yeah |
| I don’t just want sex, I’m tired of that, baby, show me that you different |
| Let’s have sex on a plane, show you somethin' that you was always missing |
| Might Dior you 'cause you bad as fuck, but you far from a Christian |
| Ain’t gotta do too much, ain’t gotta say too much, lil' bitch, please just |
| listen |
| Nigga, I ain’t worried 'bout these bitches |
| In the Z06 with the top missing |
| Don’t worry 'bout nothing but my business |
| Drank going straight to my kidneys |
| Bitch think she hurt my feelings |
| How the fuck could you when I make a killing? |
| Glock on me when I walk in the building |
| In the widebody Hemi when I’m on a mission |
| She getting too attached, lil' bitch, you tripping |
| Don’t fucking worry 'bout what I’m sipping |
| Don’t come back when I make me a million |
| I was down bad up in that parish, now I’m up |
| I remember these bitches ain’t show me no love |
| Now all of these hoes wanna see what I’m on |
| Got a pretty lil' bitch and she bad to the bone |
| Got my heart on my sleeve, I ain’t wearing no Chrome |