Uh, ooh, open it up Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk Uh, ooh, shells in the pump Woo, woo woo Coupe with the wings (brr) Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings) Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah) Shit do

And I haven't looked back Since I made up my mind And I haven't looked back, uh For a very long time I don't, I don't see myself lookin' back for you man Reason why is 'cause I'm only looking for a name, ooh Zonin' on the road Not knowin' where to go But

Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah, come on, come on Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah it's only right now It ain't a crime to be good to yourself Lick it up, lick it up,ooh uh Don't want to wait 'til you know me better

La la la, la la la la la la la la Girl, if I know for sure I have you by my side I’d build you up Girl, I need to know for sure you’re mine La la la (Yeah!) La la la la la la la la (Uh huh) Ooh I’d lie for you baby (Ooh I’d die for you baby) I like the

I'm gonna dance on broken glass Ey, on broken glass And I'm gonna make that ceiling crash (uh) That ceiling crash So what? Still got knives in my back So what? So I'm tied to the tracks And here I go, here I go (Ooh, ooh, ooh) yeah here I go, here I go

What you think this is? Ayy, ayy, don't need no new friends Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Ayy, I woke up this morning counted half a M, yeah Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah Uh, just

Ooh, she made us drinks to drink We drunk 'em, got drunk I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Uh huh, okay) I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay) She

Take me back to you, ooh, Montana Couldn't get any better, huh You and I here together, huh Love kicked in and hit us, huh Let your body tingle, uh Take a light, do you like that? 'Cause it likes you back Likes you back, likes you back, likes you back

Dropped out, then I got rich (Yeah) Dropped out, then I put a Patek on my wrist (Brrr) Dropped out, for my teacher 'cause she ain't shit (Huh) Dropped out, spent a half a million on my whip (Yeah, ooh) Dropped out, and I ain't never had a job (Wow)

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the