Aye

I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face

For balling on the way, boy get out my way

Gold all on my waist, boy you ain't got shade

Now I'm getting cake, now your bitch gon' let me



Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want

Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was f**king your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch



Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a f**k?

I got the money, now that's all that I want

She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I'ma thug

Know some crips and bloods

Zanny, boy on drugs

Got a lot of people banging on me

Tell me why these niggas always hating on me

Coming home, they be waiting on me

Like jump off my dick, all that faking homie



Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want

Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was f**king your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch



Like f**k nigga, like can you leave me lone?

Made a million by myself, so yeah, that be my song

Like yeah I rock designer when I'm in my zone

Yeah I f**ked your mama, I'm on my VLONE

Say I'm higher than a drone, boy you is my clone

Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones

Now these bitches want me, I feel like I'm Mike Jones

281 330 8004

Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching

Drop the top, cocaine ceiling

Backwood, propaine pilling

Say my name in it, now your chain missing

Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies

Now I'm higher, now they all salty

Tell them niggas get the f**k up off me

Now I'm higher, now they all salty



Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want

Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was f**king your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch