[Intro]
Twerk for my Instagram, haha
Uh

[Verse 1]
I like them big booty bitches with Chanel purses
If she pretty on the 'Gram but look better in person
She ain't shy. but her broke n***a make her nervous
Accidentally I got famous but got rich on purpose
Trappin' hoes like a phone call with bad service
Tic tac toe, had to get my exes out my circle
Anytime I got the blues, I just smoke some purple
Bentley with the hardtop, I'm hoppin' out the Turtle (Skrrt)
I'm a trill n***a, in the house, chill n***a
Used to be a in the field n***a
Nowadays, everybody wanna be a real n***a
Bitch, play your cards right, then maybe I will deal with ya, huh

[Chorus]
Big booty Judy in that Benz, she go hard with her friends
And she ain't got no kids but she take care of me like I came out her pussy
We live life on the edge so please do not push me

[Verse 2]
Runnin' up the bands
When I hit the mall I be fuckin' up the bands
Countin' so much paper, I be fuckin' up my hands
Tryna stuff the racks, I be fuckin' up my pants
And I got a baby mama that ain't my baby mama
And I got a choppa the size of her toddler
And she call me daddy 'cause she don't know who her father
Says she want some money, made her twerk for a dollar
Dior on my kicks, Christian Dior on my visor
Thought the bitch was rich, then she pulled up in a Mazda
Drip overflowin' like the toilet when it's stopped up
First name, I'ma do it, last name, Proper
Fake n***as in my picture, now I gotta crop her
Even if you held a stop sign, couldn't stop her
If you ain't around some money, probably couldn't find her
Bust down on her wrist, can't help but watch her
Told her, "Leave that n***a 'lone, level up and wise up"
If she gave me head, ayy, I guess she made her mind up
D'ussé in my cup, I ain't drunk but I'm lyin'
D'ussé her complexion, it ain't wine, but she fine
[Chorus]
Big booty Judy in that Benz, she go hard with her friends
And she ain't got no kids but she take care of me like I came out her pussy
We live life on the edge so please do not push me