[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Y'all n***as ain't talkin' 'bout shit
So I'm in the club with my stick (Aye)
Hell nah I ain't takin' no pics, these broke n***as make me sick (ooh, aah)
Bitch my name Rob Vicious, hoe I know I ain't shit (gang gang gang)
29 bitches all on my dick, hope the bitch don't know I'm rich

[Verse 1]
Ooh, if the bitch pull up better blow my dick
Got stacks on deck, bitch I'm on my shit
100 packs on deck, just stole this shit
Still shopping with the plug like I don't know shit
Why your bitch keep flexing like she don't suck dick
The way that n***a started acting thinking he won't suck dick
I don't even really really wanna fuck that bitch
But she fuckin' on the homie why you trust that bitch?
Damn, aye, y'all hoes ain't talkin' bout shit
If I walk up in the club with my stick y'all ain't walkin' out this bitch (Braaah)
I'ma let that bitch rip ain't no talkin' out this shit (aye)
And she grindin' on the 30 clip, know it feel just like my dick
Ooh, when you suckin up on my dick don't spit bitch swallow that shit
You a model ass bitch, hmm, I don't even follow that bitch
Hell nah, you at the bottom bitch, can't date you can be my bottom little bitch
Cannot snap you with the camera like a model lil' bitch
I'm Beatin' up the taco now she got a lil' split