Wavy n***a, money spending
Yeah im swimming in the pretty women
In every city just want lay up with me
Im that n***a
Want tell they girlfriends
That I’m they n***a

Playa shit, I’m on some playa shit
I needa bunny just to kick it with
Ain't tryna play a bih I’m tryna play a bit
Brown skin pretty brown skin
I need whole lots of them
Mercedes Benz hella lady friends

Bottles come ‘til the club close
Model hoes in designer clothes
Taking shots and shoving powder
Up their nose
Money rolls all the hundreds fold
She a center fold

At my hotel is like a movie
Penthouse where the Gs be
You need like two keys
Drink some money like a smoothie
I’m feeling groovy I keep my tooly
Yo bitch prolly want do me
Yeah Im trapped out to the max now
Never back down
Frontin on ‘em as I back out
I let that rag down
Rap guys they was ballin’
They like where they at now

You know its Jets shit til the next shit
She talking right I send a jet bih
Check ya text bitch
Any problems we address it like GPS bitch
I got that tec with me
All cash I got that check with me

Pretty girls come with hella girls
That just want tag along
Trap music make em sing along
This they favourite song
Money long all these chains on
They look like herring bones
Got some sadity hoes
Got some ratchet hoes
That just want tag along
Trap music make em sing along
This they favourite song
Money long all these chains on
They look like herring bones

They be like thats P
Wanna sex me dont just want text me
Trust me fuck up ya whole weave
I’ll buy you new weave
Gucci, switched from Gucci
Now she want Fendi
Come thru whenever I’m in the city
Hella missed calls
Hella drunk texts dont do no phone sex
Pull up I’m at the Marriott by the LAX
Meet me I’m at the Double Tree
Right on Peach Tree

Lame shit ain't with that shy shit
Dont want no shy bitch
Groupie hoes, hoes thats ran thru
I like low mileage
I’m stylish can't fuck no bummy hoe
That ain't my style bih
Like what you wearing now come out of it
Getting smoked out I’§m on that Hennessy
She want that Henny D
Rolling she poppin’ ecstasy
Want do me anything
Hold up like baby slow down
Bitch control yourself

Back home in the trap zone
Get the packs gone
Money come here that money come
I’m at the dope house double parked
I’m that yella thing I’m on the car phone
Getting topped all the way home