[Chorus]
Shawty said she missing me
Left you all my memories
I got tired of your tendency, I got tired of your games
I can't route with these n***as I got tired of the lames
I don't wanna live on average, wanna hear 'em shout my name
Baby see me go swear she moving way too fast
Hol' up baby, slow down bitch you way too fast
Is it 'cause I made a couple grand, n***a sweet
Now she wanna link
That's a fantasy

[Verse]
Baby in your dreams I won't link up with you
You were nasty hoe, you smoking on them pre-cut swishers
If I don't like you I won't cap, I'ma be blunt with you
Want Channel, Louis Vuitton, Fendi, Louis V slippers
Yeah I took her shopping with my bros ain't no shit that I won't get her
Now she mad, now she crying, now her shawty wanna frown
Kept it pushing, kept it moving, when you see me keep me down
I can't make these bitches smile when they always make me frown
Yeah, my bro Ankit got me ridin' til we run outta gas
We was last, we was losers
Now we flying first class
When we land, hop in a Porsche put 200 on the dash
All these bitches wanna fuck me, wanna fuck me 'cause I round
I got 2 thick thans
2 thick hoes wanna phone me my plan
Step through Christian, Louis Vuitton on my feet
When I had ten bands bustin' out my jeans