[Chorus]
These n***as, they mad, 'cause they don't know what I'm on, I'm on some whole other shit
And I do not argue with my girl, she gettin' to crazy, I call my whole other bitch
Oh, you like these Balmains? This my whole other fit
And you say you like this little watch I got on, but you ain't even see my other wrist
Fifty thousand that small chain, but strippers be lovin' it
And the hoes you look at all day is the ones I be fuckin'
These n***as they cuffin' it, that mean they stuck with it
When I see yo' bitch, you know she just be bustin' it
She suck my dick in her mouth, yeah, I nut in it
I saw you kiss her, I laugh, yеah, I rub it in

[Verse 1]
She call my phone, I won't answer, I'm stuttеrin'
She keep on stalkin', I drive in my other Benz
She brung her team, yeah, them bitches keep huddlin'
I stay with a nine, but everybody love a ten
That means she dime, no, I'm not cuddlin'
She was too tight, I had to bust in it
She got a man, she on the low
I brung her over but I had to rush him, yeah, yeah
Got a plug that's from Russia, but that's not about this
We talkin' 'bout this bitch with this lockjaw
When she bite down, that shit like a white bitch
No black car, like a white whip, so I don't even drive, need to get money
Got bad bitches on me, she wan' fuck with me
'Cause my swag, that shit jump off the meter, aye, aye
Young n***a pull up just right with a heater
She suck my dick, 'cause that bitch, she a skeezer
Under my shirt, yeah, I stay with a beater
First [?] I had, yeah, her name was Wynetta
I just a million, but I'm still eatin' pizza by the Tower of Pisa
[Chorus]
These n***as, they mad, 'cause they don't know what I'm on, I'm on some whole other shit
And I do not argue with my girl, she gettin' to crazy, I call my whole other bitch
Oh, you like these Balmains? This my whole other fit
And you say you like this little watch I got on, but you ain't even see my other wrist
Fifty thousand that small chain, but strippers be lovin' it
And the hoes you look at all day is the ones I be fuckin'
These n***as they cuffin' it, that mean they stuck with it
When I see yo' bitch, you know she just be bustin' it
She suck my dick in her mouth, yeah, I nut in it
After I'm done, you know I'm just cuttin' it, aye

[Verse 2]
I'm a young n***a, I got them old bands though, aye
N***as, they talkin', but they ain't got no bands though, aye
N***as, they talkin', I play that boy like a banjo
And you know we got the new guns, baby
Them boys, they pull up, with, um, fans though
And I'm not worried 'bout my opps
Because them n***as, yeah, they fans though
And I'm the one that's at the top
And them n***as, yeah, they just dead broke, aye
I gotta wear my pants low, because I got too many bands in it, weigh 'em down
I gotta belt on 'em, weigh 'em down
I got this money on me, chopper gon' weigh 'em down
I'm a n***a, yeah, the same one that can smoke a pound
Young n***a never ever pulled up with a .30 round on the wrong side of town, that's the opps
Gettin' money, yeah, I popped at his top
[Chorus]
These n***as, they mad, 'cause they don't know what I'm on, I'm on some whole other shit
And I do not argue with my girl, she gettin' to crazy, I call my whole other bitch
Oh, you like these Balmains? This my whole other fit
And you say you like this little watch I got on, but you ain't even see my other wrist
Fifty thousand that small chain, but strippers be lovin' it
And the hoes you look at all day is the ones I be fuckin'
These n***as they cuffin' it, that mean they stuck with it
When I see yo' bitch, you know she just be bustin' it
She suck my dick in her mouth, yeah, I nut in it