Verse 1

you know its . yrc to all the bitches that be eyen me after I hit the stage straight to VIP she tryna leave with the squad then I need id before this rap money came they was like who T/ Now the hoes wanna follow accept me
on i gs respected in all hoods requested they like me ascap money invested wisely smoke kush pop bottles
no visine hoes backstage dine to get freaked for a little photograph a reply an a retweet its ok wrong number when she dial it I take little head but that pussy got mileage no shoes in the club that's a term called ratchet love and hip hop she be fucking all the rappers few ball players even fucked a couple actors stillbat the strip club tweeking for her masters ying to herself she really think that she a bad bitch im allergic to bitch who dont have shit now she on baller alert the next event


Hook

You know I still got the videos
Whyv you acting all sadity now
Lil dress tryna get you some attention
Out here ducking Nigga for the pension
You slut you a hoe you freak but I ain't mad girl bitches eat ha ha ha doing wat it do I just though I let you know dat you out here burning boo

Verse 2

Shortly in the club all black dress see through if you ain't got sparklers then shortly ain't peeping you cause you ain't got enough money to make it comfortable she on that Ruth Cris she fuck wit lunchables last Nigga in the league he dunking balls million dollar p ussy in dem loubatans cl5 you know tha latest one fresh off lot you know paid for she gotter eyes on the draft who he play for she like the 49ers she be rushing gold top shelf bitch she dont fuck wit coach its all about the label tom ford private jet ride a nigga pay for it how you plan ta gett da bitch if you cant afford it cature outfits she getem Imported Passport stamps so she feel important