[Intro]
(Underworld)
Uh-uh, uh (yeah)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (yeah, yeah)
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Uh-uh, uh (yeah)
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Uh-uh, uh (yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh

[Chorus]
If the bitch bad then I'm gonna throw her in the air (In the air)
Top floor intercontinental in the air (In the air)
I’m recording this shit and I'm chilling in the chair (In the chair)
Italian drip bitch I'm not playing fair (Not fair)
Hear ’em talking bout Rick but I got every pair (Every pair)
Hear 'em talking bout shit that they didn't even do (Didn't do)
Hear 'em telling them stories they weren't even there (Wasn't therе)

[Verse]
Bitch we pull up, swing your block like a fair
I don't talk to no thot, tell a boss bitch comе here
Know they tryna be me, yes I’m very aware
Yes, my bitch just like me and we both outta here
And I let that freak bitch play in my hair
I got proactive diamonds, they wet and they clear
I’m on Opium, I'm geeked up in here
This door, I’m closing it, you can't come in here
(Uh, yeah, let's go)
And we having sticks all inside of here
Yeah I'm with this bitch, I’m inside of her
Yeah foreign the whip, I'm inside of it
Shades on outside, disguising bitch
Teen X mode, bitch I'm high as shit
Yeah, hunnid round drum put that shit on a stick
And we shoot it for days, ain't no reloading bitch
And we still getting paid counting paper and shit
Fly that hoe to L.A., guess I paid for that bitch
Fly that hoe to the L.A. to link up with twin
Disappear out the state and I'll do it again
Every day lit like a party, bitch
Bitch I go hard like Jeff Hardy, bitch
This shit ain't easy, it's hard as shit
She know who I am, break her heart and shit
How much I spent, don't get me started bitch
Yes I go special ed, like retarded kids
Brand new fye, put a switch on that bitch
Brand new whip, put a kit on that bitch
Yes I'm lit in real life with this internet bitch
Don't play with this shit cause we sending a hit
I'm countin' paper, they hatin' and shit
What I spent yesterday, man I made it back quick (made it back ho)
Yeah, and I made it back quick (Yes I did)
I'm with the gang in that Maybach lil' bitch
I done walked in that bitch and I'm turnt up I'm lit
Got a bankroll on me and I'm fresh as a bitch
Yeah, Givenchy, not Giuseppe bitch
Yeah, the Ricky, not that other shit
Yeah, the Prada so precious lil bitch, you see YSL kicks watch your step in this bitch
Yeah, and that glocky it came with a kick
Yeah, big trip, with a K and a cig
Yeah, and I love her but can't have no kid
Yeah, she love me but can't get a kiss
Yeah, and I ride by myself cause these n***as be rats they remind me of Disney lil' bitch
Yeah, I was all by myself, I was done on my dick now I'm up and they wanna be friends (Uh huh)
(Lets go, Lets go)

[Chorus]
If the bitch bad then I'm gonna throw her in the air (In the air)
Top floor intercontinental in the air (In the air)
I'm recording this shit and I'm chilling in the chair (In the chair)
Italian drip bitch I'm not playing fair (Not fair)
Hear 'em talking bout Rick but I got every pair (Every pair)
Hear 'em talking bout shit that they didn't even do (Didn't do)
Hear 'em telling them stories they weren't even there (Wasn't there)
(Let's go)

[Outro]
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go