Ohh, huh, that's how it's goin down huh? You niggaz hit me like that in the fuckin back? In the fuckin back?! Bitches!! ARF, ARF!! (WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!) This how we do bitch niggaz, f'real I'm tryin to let you niggaz know how the fuck it's goin

I woke up in Paris In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch) First I roll up the lesh Then I went back for seconds Swear that pussy the wettest Bitch I made it from the trap (trap) Bitch I made it from the trap Woke up in woke up in

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks

My baby's gone off the track My baby's got a locomotive Got ta peel the bitch off my back I know it looks like I'm insane Take a closer look I'm not to blame 'Cause my baby's got a locomotive Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness Yeah I'll find a way

I just jumped out the whip with a bad little bitch Her hair down to her asshole, I love that shit Her ass all on her back, and I love that shit Her shoe game is fantastic, I love that shit She don't fuck with broke niggas, and I love that shit If Young

Uh, I think she like me Oh, I think she like me I know her nigga don't like me With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be Might hit it from the back, let her ride me Girl, you never meet another nigga like me

Rollin', rollin', all my bitches rollin' And I love that shit (and I love that shit) Them commas comin' quick (commas comin' quick) Them commas comin' (commas comin') Look, show you bitches how to do this shit Stand back while I demonstrate Pussy worth

Celebrate livin' And I want to celebrate I could've been dead I could've been in prison So I'ma celebrate Celebrate ballin' Back then I had no phone Now all these bitches callin' Smoke, drink, blow checks

Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a

Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch Out of the way kids Bitch, I smoked crack, now I count fucking racks Back to the smack, lickin' the powder bags Back on my bullshit, white bands, scoof it Three in