[Chorus]
Bitch, we pulling up quick
Iced out wrist
Bad model bitch
Got too many hoes liking my pics
You do the same shit, say the same things, and it always go the same way
I spilled lean on a blue face
And I pray to God for a new day
[?] the same way
I'm sick and tired of the same face
If theres no face then theres no case
And I thank God that I'm okay

[Verse]
Yeah, bust down wrist
Off-White kicks
Bad-ass bitch gon' have my kids
[?] spill my Tris
Stupid bitch wanna take a flick
It's always some shit that I don't know
Your bitch wanna kiss, I'm like, "No, no"
She wanna fuck, I'm like, "No, no"
Smoking on 'Woods, solo
I pulled up so quick in a four-door
I'm sippin' this drank, got me slo-mo
Bitch, I'm sticked up when I'm dolo
Racks, it's stuffed in my jeans
When I stop, they stare at me
Broke boy can't compete with me
Stupid bitch can't chill with me
I went from [?]
Now my bitch shop in Celine (Ha)
Too many racks in my jeans
Yeah, yeah, that shit leaving a crease
[Chorus]
Bitch, we pulling up quick
Iced out wrist
Bad model bitch
Got too many hoes liking my pics
You do the same shit, say the same things, and it always go the same way
I spilled lean on a blue face
And I pray to God for a new day
[?] the same way
I'm sick and tired of the same face
If theres no face then theres no case
And I thank God that I'm okay