[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dolla $ign
Ooh-yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah (Yeah, ho)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Put to the gate, don't got no neighbors, yeah
Show you this life is what you make it
Mixed little bitch, likе thirty-one flavors, yeah
Take hеr to the room, girl, let’s get naked (Yeah, ho)
I know a hater get chills, I just left Beverly Hills
Took a little bitch to Rodeo, spent a little bitch like a Play-Doh (Yeah, ho)
Now n***as all in they feels, I was legit, I was keepin' it real
Ask about a n***a, bet they know
From the west side where you can't go (Yeah, ho)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah (Yeah, ho)
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Woke up and hit the door, yeah
I done made it, the good Lord done gave me a whole ’nother '24
I got two bitches in Malibu makin' a movie, this shit hit a movie score
Hit the weed, drink the drink up and toot the blow
Tell me is you a stud or is you a ho?
Fuck it, I love 'em both (Yeah, ho)
Rock-a-bye baby bitches want child support
Rock the ass and the face, then I rock a boat
Let me post up at your place and chop the blow
Let me post up at your place and catch a vic
Let you slide in this DM on freaky shit
Now I wonder if I ever cross you or, loss you or
Would you ever set me up, wet me up, yeah, you a sneaky bitch (Yeah, ho)
How many licks ho? Yeah, how many tricks ho?
Yeah, how many dicks, ho? But, bitch I don't wanna know (Yeah, ho)
Girl, this ain't your first trip you've been 'round before
Fucked some rich n***as, fucked up the time before
Bitch, your heart was already broke, I picked it up off the floor
So I can’t be responsible, this shit was optional (Yeah, ho)

[Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs & Kanye West]
I was thinking ’bout taking it in it and just keeping one bitch, but that shit was illogical
Once I get up, a n***a get let up, I might hit your bitch, man, I can't make no promise, ho
Man, these bitches got n***as invested, and it don’t make no sense, and it don't make no dollars, ho
Once I get up, a n***a gets lit up, I might fuck a brick up, I can't make no promise, ho (Yeah, ho)
How many licks ho? Yeah, how many tricks ho? Yeah
How many bricks ho? (What?)
Hand me my pistol (Yeah, ho)
Don't forget hit behind the window
I’mma pull up when I see the signal
I see a couple killers on Kick, though
If you ain't come to shoot, what you stay here for? (Yeah, ho)
If you run off on me, then you tweakin' bitch
It's gon' come back 'round, you can keep it bitch
I done had bitches get on the internet, try me like sign off, still undefeated bitch
You were hopin' and broke, you were tweakin' bitch
Suckin' on the wrong dick, you ain't eat it, bitch
Now I wonder if ever crossed you or, loss you or
Would you set me up, wet me up, yeah, you a sneaky bitch (Yeah, ho)
How many licks ho? Yeah, how many tricks ho? Yeah
I hit her friend, though, yeah, so many tears, ho (Yeah, ho)
Girl, this ain't your first trip you've been 'round before
Fucked some rich n***as, fucked up the time before
Bitch, your heart was already broke, I picked it up off the floor
So I can't be responsible, this shit was optional, yeah (You a option, bitch)
Baby, this shit was optional, yeah
And you know I got options, ho (Yeah, ho)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah
All these so-called friends
This your chance to do me right again
All these so-called friends
All these so-called friends, yeah-yeah (Yeah, ho)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Put to the gate, don't got no neighbors, yeah
(Yeah, ho)