[Intro]
14
Ay, told that bitch to beat it, got no time

[Chorus]
Okay, gorilla killer driller, living like a dope dealer
Krispy Kreme moon walking, Michael Jackson, no thriller
I might tell your girl to beat it, Michael Jackson, no thriller, ayy
Who this hitting my line, for bro I don't really got time?
But tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy
Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy
Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little bitch to beat it
Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy
Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Stack it up, flip it, repeat it
If the hoes really- tell them to beat it
I don't want your pussy, you can keep it
She sucks on that dick like she teething
Got a chick that fiend over Rihanna
And a chick that fiend over designer
Bitch I fiend from only those commas
Getting money, I hit you with llamas
Yeah, we toting my n***a
Take your bitch, I be puffing my n***a
I don't play no games with hoes
I just want my bankrolls yeah
Ayy, beat it hoe, beat it, tell that bitch to beat it
I don't need your presence baby girl just beat it
[Bridge]
Ayy, pesos, bankroll
Tell that thottie go beat it, get out of my face ho
Ayy, bankroll, ayy, pesos
Ayy, I want all my money get out of my face ho
Pesos, bankroll
Tell that thottie go beat it, get out of my face ho

[Verse 2]
I've been chasing money, fuck I gotta chase fame for?
If she don't fuck the squad, fuck up out a n***a face, ho
Fuck what you gotta say ho
I'm just tryna get a peso
Baby I just need a bankroll
Baby girl I need a bankroll
Tell that little bitch to go beat it
Like she let me hit it from all angles
I've been flexing on lil' shawty like a wrestler
Baby talking Kurt Angle
Perfect living, perfect whip, foreign whipping
Hell yeah, add it up, east sushi, like its chicken. (Hey)
What a gift, what a vision, what a living (Hey)
Got the Rari, got the Lambo, fuck the Civic (Okay)

[Chorus]
Okay, gorilla killer driller, living like a dope dealer
Krispy Kreme moon walking, Michael Jackson, no thriller
I might tell your girl to beat it, Michael Jackson, no thriller, ayy
Who this hitting my line, for bro I don't really got time?
[Outro]
Perfect living, perfect whip, foreign whipping
Hell yeah, add it up, eat sushi, like its chicken (Hey)
What a gift, what a vision, what a living (Hey)
Got the Rari, got the Lambo, fuck the Civic (Okay)