Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I don't do no stoppin' Jump off the tightrope, I'm tryna dive in Yeah, cook that shit up Quay Ain't been in the studio for like three or four weeks

Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist

Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do It's not good enough for me, since I been with you I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm

Don't talk to me, get your bread up We eatin', all my niggas fed up Bitch broke, shut up And we used to fuck but I got fed up Bitch you broke, shut up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t

Been runnin' out of love for you lately (been runnin' out of L-O-V-E) I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (baby, I'm T-I-R-E-D) I ain't got no hope in us baby (I ain't got no H-O-P-E) It don't make no sense tryna hold on (baby, I'm tired, baby, I'm

You're too sexy to me Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble Baby, I'mma tell you some' only 'cause I love ya People all around the world sexy motherfuckers Damn, that's ugly

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

This the shit that I live for With the people I'd die for Getting sober for a day, got me feeling too low They tryna make me slow down, tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (lose control) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night

15 racks, 20 racks, 30 racks, I got them bands Rocks with the ice on my shirt and them D&G pants Ice on my neck and no I didn't get no advance Bitch you know I'm tryna fuck and I don't wanna dance Now I can't go to the mall 'cause they know who I am I

Ohh, it's the way it goes Now don't this feel right (don't this feel right) I'm tryna put you in the light (tryna put you in the light) Ooh, it's the way you go Now don't say good night (don't say good night) I'm tryna fuck you on top But not before I