(Intro)

Yeah yeah yeah
Dame
Introvert shit only
Shy bitches on me

(Chorus)
I think yo girl
In love with me (love with me)
But I can't trust
No hoe (no hoe)
I think I'm in love
With the dough (money)
But I spend it
On the dro (gas)
I think I can fuck
For free (for free)
Yeah You need to
Come and see me
I used to be lame
But
Ooo look at who's winning (winning)
I think they laughed at me
Now I'm the one they see (See)
I think they hated on me
Bitch kiss the pinky ring (bling, blaow)
Yeah I think I'm the shit
That's what you smell on me (eww)
Ooo I think this is it (it)
Going up on the digits (price)

Ooo look at who's winning (ooo)
Going up on the digits
(X4)

Yeah it's lit, Yeah it's lit
Yeah it's lit, Yeah it's Lit
Yeah

I done pulled off on the plug (scrr)
I give the pack a hug (ooo)
These bitches get no love (ooo)
Only show love to above
I'm going ham in the mall
Yeah bitch Paul Blart
Ball til a n***a fall
Can't spend it when you gone
My wrist frozen
John Wall
Yeah I'm off in
This bitch
Yeah it's lit in this bitch

I got the realist sound
She drop that ass, she drop it
Straight to the ground
Get me out the hood
Gotta respect
The hound
Yeah I'ma dog (bark)
Throwing money 'round
My n***as shooting
Nobody hit the ground
Ain't talking hand guns
She started dancin
Too many girls in here
No time for violence

(Chorus)