[Chorus]
Hah (Hah, hah) (Hi, Pink)
They be mad I don't need ’em, uh (Haha)
My bitch mad I be high (Woah)
Get too mad, I might leave her (Woah, hah)
And my bro uppin' Glocks, uh (Woah)
Make a call, he might leave ya (Woah, hah)
N***as try provin' they not, uh (Woah)
I might call up Madea (Woah, hah)

[Verse]
(Bitch) Oh, oh, oh
We goin’ crazy, they said now them n***as like, "Oh no, no" (Oh, oh)
And how come n***as get mad you depend on ya own? Oh, oh (Bitch)
He try to run up, we blast him into the ozone, oh, oh
I just got some new racks (Racks, racks, racks)
I swear my shit up 'cause, bitch, I was doin' so bad, hah (Yeah)
Rick Owen cargos, I did so much shit, I need [?] (Flip, flip, hah)
Bro at Wells Fargo for weeks, we was doing them [?] (Flip, flip, hah, hah)
New Audi (Ooh)
Fuck a 392, new Audi (Hah-ah, ooh)
I be with them hot boys like I knew Bobby (Ooh)
I'm in love with thеse drugs, got me too vibey (Woah-woah, ooh)
Got thеm new glasses on, it's a new vibe (Ooh)
Got new money, new thots, it's a new vibe (Woah-woah, ooh)
Shit so real, it ain't nothin' they can do ’bout me (Ooh)
Uh, gettin’ all these new bucks, I got two shawties (Woah-woah, ooh)
[Chorus]
Hah (Ooh, ooh)
They be mad I don't need ’em, uh (Haha)
My bitch mad I be high (Woah)
Get too mad, I might leave her (Woah, hah)
And my bro uppin' Glocks, uh (Woah)
Make a call, he might leave ya (Woah, hah)
N***as try provin' they not, uh (Woah)
I might call up Madea (Woah, hah)

[Outro]
(Bitch, woah, woah)
(Bitch, hah, bitch, hah, huh)
(Bitch, bitch, oh, hah)
(Bitch, hah, hah, bitch, hah, hah-ah)