[Chorus]
Bitch, I walk 'round wit' a torch
Boy, wanna talk, that boy on the floor
Making bands, bitch, I'm uppin' the score
Shot ya mans, now he seein' the lord

[Verse 1]
Flex ya car? Bitch, you drivin' a Ford
N***as talk shit, they are so bored
Got this shit, n***as, can't afford
Going up? You sound so sure
Honest? Bitch, I am not honest
Lying 'cause I really want it
I get bread, movin' fast like I'm Sonic
Never lack, make her strip like a comic
Too much drip, I feel hydraulic
Smokin' gas, this shit exotic

[Chorus]
Bitch, I walk 'round wit' a torch
Boy, wanna talk, that boy on the floor
Making bands, bitch, I'm uppin' the score
Shot ya mans, now he seein' the lord

[Chorus]
Bitch, I walk 'round wit' a torch
Boy, wanna talk, that boy on the floor
Making bands, bitch, I'm uppin' the score
Shot ya mans, now he seein' the lord
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I never lack, Margiela on my ass
Face this blunt, I smoke this gas
I thought I would never pass
I got a hi-tech, I got a hi-tech
These n***as be on dick
They said I wasn't on shit
But bitch, I knew it
Now that n***as losing
(Haha, how it go again? Wait)

[Bridge]
Bitch, I walk wit' a huh?
Bitch, I walk wit' a huh?
Bitch, I walk wit' a huh?

[Chorus]
Bitch, I walk 'round wit' a torch
Boy, wanna talk, that boy on the floor
Making bands, bitch, I'm uppin' the score
Shot ya mans, now he seein' the lord

[Chorus]
Bitch, I walk 'round wit' a torch
Boy, wanna talk, that boy on the floor
Making bands, bitch, I'm uppin' the score
Shot ya mans, now he seein' the lord