[Chorus]
Whi-whi-whi-whip that bitch, hope I don't crash, yeah
Bitch n***a not talkin' 'bout shit, I'm on yo' ass, yeah
Get to the Lamb' Truck, bih', you can't set me up
In and Out in traffic, SRT, fu-fuck a bad bitch
I'm just fuckin' on a bad bih', t-take her shoppin' we at Saks Fifth
Celine, I'm gon' mix up that shit, I'm gon'-I'm gon' mix up that shit
Ri-Rick Owens jeans, 1017 jack'
Look like my shoota play for the Mavericks

[Verse]
What the fuck, B? Bad ho say she love me (Yeah)
What you makin' monthly, I made that in a fuckin' week
I'm not ridin' 'round with my feet
Told slime, "Pour up the lean, I'm weak"
I been geeked all Goddamn week
Put in yo' [?]
Big lean sippin', yeah, off the-off the Perc', I get ya, yeah
Be-bet the Glock won't miss you, yeah
I-I'on drink beer, no liquor
Spin in four-door, Missiles, yeah, all black truck, it's for the bitches
I don't really fuck with n***as, I just fuck with slime, he hit shit (Yeah, bee, bee)
Big bank, I-I put on that Sizzurp
Freak a-freak ass ho, you can keep her
Tennis chain lookin' like a damn blizzard
Bitch, I'm 20 with six figures
Me in the back, and [?] bigger
Really got this shit first, bigger
Glock got titties, bitch, I built her
[Chorus]
Whi-whi-whi-whip that bitch, hope I don't crash, yeah
Bitch n***a not talkin' 'bout shit, I'm on yo' ass, yeah
Get to the Lamb' Truck, bih', you can't set me up
In and Out in traffic, SRT, fu-fuck a bad bitch
I'm just fuckin' on a bad bih', t-take her shoppin' we at Saks Fifth
Celine, I'm gon' mix up that shit, I'm gon'-I'm gon' mix up that shit
Ri-Rick Owens jeans, 1017 jack'
Look like my shoota play for the Mavericks