[Intro]
([?] on the track you know that shit [?])
Ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit (Ayy)
Look at my neck, bitch, look at my wrist (Yeah)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit (Bitch)
Look at my neck (Yeah), bitch, look at my wrist (Ayy)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm leanin', got the money face (Yeah)
If you ain't gettin', money stay the fuck away
I'm ridin' shotgun with a lot of bass
Got a dirty AR and a baby K
Before I wake and blaze, I put on my stunner shades (Bitch)
N***a, these is Cartiers, I'm ballin' in this bitch like PD Hardaway (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
He gon' show some love, throw some dubs, he gon' eat me up (What?)
Use to be a scrub, he that n***a that you wish you was
Ayy, let me talk my shit
Break a bitch n***a, make him share that lick
These bitches hatin' on the low because they ain't worth shit
Rollie flooded motherfucker, I almost broke my wrist (Ooh, ooh)
Say lil' woadie what you mad for? (What?)
I'm really drippin' in that water like a tadpole
Money on my head, yeah, I'm known for kickin' back doors
I ain't Mike Sham but I'm a motherfuckin' asshole (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit
Look at my neck (Yeah), bitch, look at my wrist (What?)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this? (Yeah)
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit (Bitch)
Look at my neck (Yeah), bitch, look at my wrist (Ayy)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Let me talk me, Gucci on me (On me)
N***a, try me we gon leave the n***a on E
And I'm swingin' through your city, leave it on flea (Yeah)
Independent, I be swingin' by my lonely (Bitch)
Fuck all that talkin', pull up on me and come show me (What?)
I see my opps, spot 'em out, we 'bout to drop 'em now
Can't get no passes if you wit 'em, you gon get it
Slidin' in them foreigns, we be thuggin' in them bitches (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm really from the trenches
And I shine bright
These VVS in my chain ain't no two's (Bitch)
And I can fight bitch, I'm on my Mike shit
You get to tweakin', I'ma drag you like a white bitch

[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit (Yeah)
Look at my neck, bitch, look at my wrist (Ayy)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this?
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit
Ooh-ooh, let me talk my shit
Look at my neck (Yeah), bitch, look at my wrist (What?)
Diamonds on froze, new phone who this? (Yeah)
Big money little bitch, let me talk my shit (Ooh-ooh)