[Chorus]
VCR, VCR, bitch
We might hit a sting
I'm the bomb, I'm the bomb
All my n***as they gon' bang
Jimmy Choos on my shoes, bitch, I just got a bag
Ralph Lauren on my jeans got a n***a feelin' bad
VCR, baddie, and she on me
I got a chopper I think it's rewinding
Big drip on me, ain't no point in hiding
Big TEC on me while I lead my own regime

[Verse 1]
Oh my god, oh my god, bitch
I just fell in love
Smoke that black, smoke that white, I smoke all of the above
Get that cash, get that cash, baby girl she know wassup
I get paid, I get movin', I could do this all-day
All these hoes, they know that I'ma prove it always
And they showin' [?] I think I found a new way
I ain't gon' fall, I ain't gon' fall, I got the juice, baby
This my n***a, Boca, man
Yeah, yeah
VCR on me, Hi-TEC on me, yeah
Balmain on my jeans, yeah
Wockhardt in my spleen, yeah
I feel like Billie Jean, so tell me what's the theme
I'm in a NASCAR racin', girl I'm goin' fast
Smokin' that dope with my bros 'cause it ain't gonna last
[Chorus]
VCR, VCR, bitch
We might hit a sting
I'm the bomb, I'm the bomb
All my n***as they gon' bang
Jimmy Choos on my shoes, bitch, I just got a bag
Ralph Lauren on my jeans got a n***a feelin' bad
VCR, baddie, and she on me
I got a chopper I think it's rewinding
Big drip on me, ain't no point in hiding
Big Tec on me while I lead my own regime

[Verse 2]
Oh my god, oh my god, bitch
I just wanna game
PS4, terabyte, bitch, that's all I can play
Lookin' left, lookin' right, 'cause these n***as they be gang
High tech on my arm, got a Ruger on my waist
I just told my mama, I said, "Baby, I'm gettin' paid"
And all these white hoes comin' through to get slayed

[Chorus]
VCR, VCR, bitch
We might hit a sting
I'm the bomb, I'm the bomb
All my n***as they gon' bang
Jimmy Choos on my shoes, bitch, I just got a bag
Ralph Lauren on my jeans got a n***a feelin' bad
VCR, baddie, and she on me
I got a chopper I think it's rewinding
Big drip on me, ain't no point in hiding
Big TEC on me while I lead my own regime