Oops, oops, ooh Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops) Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop) Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah) Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah) You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin'

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down

Where are all my bitches tonight? I told her hold it down She fucking with the plug, told her “Come over now" Bring me some more bitches tonight Yeah, I bought a hunnid rounds She asking for fifty, threw a hunnid thou Bring me some more bitches tonight,

And I shouldn't cry, but I love it, Starboy I had a vision A vision of my nails in the kitchen Scratching counter tops, I was screaming My back arched like a cat, my position couldn't stop you were hitting it And I shouldn't cry, but I love it, (I love

Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail Don't sweep me with

Better back up off me, bitch, watch me ball (ball) You cannot deny it, oh no, no-no, no-no Me, I'm like a pilot, G5 Jet I'm fly as shit Bitches be on my dick, designer threads, I'm fly as shit Nigga every law and every rule I break Feds tryna watch the

Tell me is that deja vu? 'Cause you want me and I want you 'Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no 'Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no 'Cause I can't take it no more No you ain't like them bitches Tell them hoes adios And you can drop your panties Leave

Ooh, ooh, run the other way from a heart like mine I watched out the window As you drove away But we got so much history, baby Too much good love to throw away I know I can be a headstrong man Got a jealous streak a country mile wide Its just that I'm so

Yeah, I love them strippers In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas Let's play big bank take little bank You are looking at a shark in a fish tank When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash Tell

It look like I been cookin', it look like I been cookin' Bad bitches, fuckin' everyone of 'em Ten chains, rockin' everyone of 'em I'm in the club, bitches beggin' me to shoot 'em up With the seventeens, sixteens, there ain't a new one up Summer's gone