[Intro]
(Clayco, cook it up)
Clayco, cook it up, yeah (Clayco cookin' up)
Uh-uh, uh (Clayco cookin' up)
Uh-uh, uh (Clayco cookin' up)
Yeah, uh-uh, uh (Bitch, let's go, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), uh-uh, uh (Bitch, let's go)
Yeah-yeah, uh
Uh-uh

[Chorus]
I got on all earth tones in these Yeezy boots
And this bad ass bitch that I'm seein' soon
I went ghost on that hoe, she ho', she see me soon
And I'm geeked up, bitch, yes, I'm stuck on the moon
I can't kick it with them, dawg
Why? Yeah, 'cause I'm way too cool
I can't fuck on her, no, more
Why? 'Cause she ain't that cool
We won't slide in that four, door
Yeah, we ride in that coupe
Yeah, my jean YSL, too
I pay full price and I don't do sales, fool
I won't pay for that hoe, but she come to my room
Bitch, I'm double-cuppеd up, got me seein' two
No, I don't give a fuck, n***a, can't get movеd
No, I don't give a fuck, n***a, who is you
And these bad ass hoes come in by the twos
I just spent two on these Rick Owens shoes (Bitch, let's go)
(Bitch, let's go, yes, I did)
(Bitch, let's go, yes, I did)
(Bitch, let's go, yes, I did)
(Uh, yes, I did)
(Gang, uh-uh, yes, I did)
[Verse]
Yes, I did
Yes, I did
Yes, I did
Yes, I did, uh
Money can't change me, yeah
Money can't change me, yeah, your bitch just ate me, yeah
She came thru' and she ate me up, yeah
These n***as so pussy, dawg
Can't let 'em just fake me up
And these n***as gon' push me, dawg
Tryna take they souls, and I raise it, up
Yeah, prices, yeah, they goin' up
Yeah, money, yeah, it's pilin' up
These n***as, don't got style or nun'
Yeah, take that shit and bag it up
Yeah, take that shit, and put it on
Yeah, take that bitch, and bag her up
Yeah, blue strip, blue hunnids
Yeah, too much is not enough
Yeah, bad bitch with new money
Yeah, now that ho' is actin' up
Yeah, n***as thought that they was runnin' shit, fucked around and lapped 'em up
Yeah, n***as thought that they was runnin' shit, fucked around and passed 'em up
Yeah, why the hell you love that bitch, n***a, you ain't know she let me fuck
Why the hell you broke, lil' n***a, yeah, go ahead and run it up (Let's go)
(Yeah, go ahead and run it up)
[Chorus]
I got on all earth tones in these Yeezy boots
And this bad ass bitch that I'm seein' soon
I went ghost on that hoe, she ho', she see me soon
And I'm geeked up, bitch, yes, I'm stuck on the moon
I can't kick it with them, dawg
Why? Yeah, 'cause I'm way too cool
I can't fuck on her, no, more
Why? 'Cause she ain't that cool
We won't slide in that four, door
Yeah, we ride in that coupe
Yeah, my jean YSL, too
I pay full price and I don't do sales, fool
I won't pay for that hoe, but she come to my room
Bitch, I'm double-cupped up, got me seein' two
No, I don't give a fuck, n***a, can't get moved
No, I don't give a fuck, n***a, who is you
And these bad ass hoes come in by the twos
I just spent two on these Rick Owens shoes
(Yes, I did, yes, I did)