I pop beans, I don't eat food (Yeah) I don't need you, I don't need school (Ooh) I sip lean in my classroom (Brr) Left wrist cost a Bentley coupe (Ooh) Drop 10 Xans in Wonton soup (Huh?) Your bitch give me top like a drop top coupe (Yeah) Ask my teacher

Drop the beat and play it again Play it again yeahyeah DJ play my song on the radio Lifts me up when I’m feeling low DJ spin it back If you feeling me The 808 track is all I need Watch me take it up, then I break it down I don’t play sports, but it’s a

Well now he's back in the atmosphere One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there Did you finally get the chance to dance Along in the light of day yeahyeah Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

If I were your woman I were your woman If I was your woman Here's what I'd do I'd never, never, no, no, no stop loving you Drop it on me YeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let's do it like this, uh

You see the hits? Lightwork Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long sentence, got bars, I'm a lifer No more pics with niggas we don't really fuck with Drop the beat then she might twerk Mi nah pick up Pecknarm yeahyeah? You see the ting that ah gwarn It's a

European size, that's a 42 (42) Left from the scene being cordial (yeah) European bitch paying more than you Young nigga hot, that's scorching (I'm hot) Walk in the store, that's a shoe sale (Swae) And all my bitches get Chanel (Chanel) Drop the top and

You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

You always going out your way You always dropping off your flav You never ask me to repay, no You always going out your way, yeah yeahyeah You always going out your way, yeah You go out your way, so out your way I wanna say you always going out your way

Drop the beat and play it again Play it again yeahyeah DJ play my song on the radio Lifts me up when I’m feeling low DJ spin it back If you feeling me The 808 track is all I need Watch me take it up, then I break it down I don’t play sports, but it’s a

La la la la la Baby I'm a dog (I'm a dog), beware (beware) I'll do whatever, however I want (I want) So yippie yah (yippie yah)oh yeahyeah (oh yeahyeah) Now put your hands in the air and whip your hair and go Boom shakalaka when I drop all of my apples, say