[Intro]
(You can ask Bigg Cuz)
Yeah

[Verse]
Still the same bitch, but the bag bigger
I'm the rich n***a, ain't got time to be a gold digger
Still'll do my big one on a ho n***a
Pussy-ass hoes talking down 'cause they ain't up with her
I just left the bank, cash comin' in crazy
Rule one, if you fuckin' me, don't leave babies
I'm on one and I won't stop, try to make me
My day ones still in my corner like Gracie
Have no choice, first milli', I'ma split it with the homeboys
Bougie bitch, but I be fucking with the dope boys
You hating bitches ain't leave me no choice
Skrrt, had to pull off in the Rolls-Royce
First class to the jet bridge, bitch, I'm out of here
Clubs call, tell 'em I want thirty to get over there
Single, you can't tell me shit, just come over here
I want you to come and eat the pussy through my underwear
Northside to the islands, outfits giving whore vibes
Call a n***a, finna trap 'em with a soul tie
After that, he sendin' fire signs with the heart eyes
Askin' me when he can get some more time
You can see what I be on, wear my money when I'm out
I can't hear a n***a talk, it's too much pussy in his mouth
Bitch, don't ask me what I make 'cause it's a lot, I lost count
Outside with a n***a wallet, look at that, I'm all smiles
Heard you bitches don't got motion, heard you bitches on the couch
Only thing these hoes chase is n***as, liquor, and the clout
Galleria to the woodlands, checked the lo', he en route
A check a ho, she big talk, it's big back, and big mouth (Bitch)
[Outro]
The fuck these hoes thought I was gon' let up or somethin'
I been poppin' my shit, been curvin' y'all n***as
A ho should really thank me
Matter fact, a ho should really get down on her motherfuckin' knees and thank my pussy for not takin' y'all n***as
Fuck out of here
It's Ken The motherfuckin' Man, bitch
Put some respect on my shit