[Intro]
I gotta shout my n***as out
Come on, come on, uh-huh
Yo, Hood$tarz in the motherfuckin' house
Nicki Maraj, Scaff Boogy, Lou$tar
And my n***a 7up in the 700 truck now
Yup, yup

[Verse]
I sold a Benz wag'
And I'm back with the saggin'
I ropes for—
Y'all bitches play paddy wagons
Same girl from the block who use to jump rope
Now I rock Malano pumps and stays in fur coats
While y'all hoes still tryna gas dudes for Prada
I'm tryna gain Donald Trump for like half of the plaza
When it's mink weather, catch mami in the Bahamas
Sippin' Bahama mamas out of coconut cups
Every hoe on poles like "Nicki ya flows sick"
I'm so sickly (Ooh, she a Prada )
I don't know cause the girls so picky
Look how the clothes fit me
Goddamn I'm so pretty (Aye, aye, aye, Oh!)
I tell 'em hoes get off my shit, ya know?
I run with them dudеs get off them Bricks, ya know?
A quarter to 8 hе got off the six ya know, ya know? (Aye, aye, aye, Oh!)
N***as wanna party bitches can't deny this chick
Bill Gates don't got enough paper to buy this bitch
You could catch me in the 5 or 6
Slim waist hips banging through the Gucci stitch
Never let these bitches ant me
Always keep the 22 jammy
Tuck 'em in the separate panties (Aye, aye, aye, Oh!)
Nicki ice creams French vanilla truck
The butter pea-guts 2 hazel nuts
Versace Suit when the heat be tough
Hoes be hatin' so I don't sleep too much
It's all good n***as love me in the hood like nail salons
Christian Dior too many bitches got Chanel on
I'm in the class by myself
In the C-L cause 3 20's is bad for my health
And I don't fuck with scrubs cause they bad for my wealth now (Aye, aye, aye, Oh! Aye, aye, aye, Oh! Aye, aye, aye, Oh!)