[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah (Sun up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, what up, bitch?
She weird, I might bust, then dip
All my T-shirts cotton, bitch
All these Glocks got buttons, bitch
Uh, sweet codeine with sour shit
Sun up, blow that roof out, bitch
Uh, ain't shit change when we got rich
Them young n***as tryna go shoot-out shit
I'm with a pill-poppin' bitch
And I'm still robbin', bitch, rockin', rockin'
And I'm still solid, bitch
And I'm still countin', at this point, I should wild-out, bitch
Bentley pull up, Batman type shit
She pull up on time, I pipe it
I pull up, I bring my pipe in
Pop-out, I might, grr, off I dip

[Verse]
Uh, bad bitch, unforgettable, thick as hell
Ms. Incredible, story tell, she a victim for L
I'm on my college professor with all of these racks in the motherfuckin' bank (Yeah, yeah)
She on her get to the money and lie to these n***as, I'm thinkin' 'bout wifin' a skank (Yeah)
Get the fuck out of my bubble, the bitch kinda trouble, but I want it, hey (Hey)
Uh, she washed her face in the crib like the ho got a Hubble in there, so I'm running away
Run, and then jump to the money, I'm smokin' too much, but I'm tryna feel funny as fuck
Yeah, I get too high on my own supply, I was never in sight, I was runnin' it up
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, what up, bitch?
She weird, I might bust, then dip
A-A-All my T-shirts cotton, bitch
All these Glocks got buttons, bitch
Uh, sweet codeine with sour shit
Sun up, blow that roof out, bitch
Uh, ain't shit change when we got rich
Them young n***as tryna go shoot-out shit
I'm with a pill-poppin' bitch
And I'm still robbin', bitch, rockin', rockin'
And I'm still solid, bitch
And I'm still countin', at this point, I should wild-out, bitch
Bentley pull up, Batman type shit
She pull up on time, I pipe it
I pull up, I bring my pipe in
Pop-out, I might, grr, off I dip
A-A-All my T-shirts cotton, bitch
All these Glocks got buttons, bitch
Uh, sweet codeine with sour shit
Sun up, blow that roof out, bitch
Uh, ain't shit change when we got rich
Them young n***as tryna go shoot-out shit
I'm with a pill-poppin' bitch
And I'm still robbin', bitch, rockin', rockin'
And I'm still solid, bitch
And I'm still countin', at this point, I should wild-out, bitch
Bentley pull up, Batman type shit
She pull up on time, I pipe it
I pull up, I bring my pipe in
Pop-out, I might, grr, off I dip