Why you always wanna go and talk about my old hoes?
Why you gotta take it there, places that we don't go?
You know things about me everybody doesn't know
Don't you know my money's unfair?

I hope you hear me clearly, hope you feelin' me (Feelin' me)
[?], Gucci on my sleeve (On my sleeve) (Woo)
I'm facing all my fears, I'm facing Hennessy (Hennessy)
I'm hiding, smoking mad dope (Smoking mad dope)

Shhh, what the fuck is that sound?
Even when she walk, it make a clap sound (Yeah)
If we don't see nobody, we spin back 'round
I brought the back out everybody sat down (Na)

Why you wanna always go and bring up all my old hoes?
Girl you know my body, stop acting like you don't know
You know everything (You know everything)
She want wedding bands for rings (You want wedding rings)

When she throw it back she make it ricochet (Woo)
When you're gone, I wanna see you every day
Let a n***a have it, tryna take my chain (Ha)
I'll get in my bag before you get away
I brought the MAC out everybody sat down (Sat down)
Hit it from the back, she making clap sounds
I'm so sick of all these love songs
But I cannot turn off the radio
Why we always gotta go and talk about my old hoes?
Why we gotta take it there, places that we don't go?
You know better, stop acting like you don't know
Don't you know my money's unfair?

Where you been?
Switching up locations on me daily
You don't wanna change
Told you not to call me "Boogie" only call me "Baby"
Say my name like you really care, care
But you don't and it's alright

Fuck it, imma be a fly n***a forever
When you with your girls, I swear you feeling your self
And when I'm with the fellas, you be acting jealous so jealous
I left in a Wraith then I came back home in a Bently
With glitter on my face, askin' mad questions already
Baby don't be fake, if you love me just say you love me
You know you my baby, you know you my territory
Around the Yankee Stadium, yeah that's my territory (Ha)
I got it on my chain, paid like 180 something for it (Na Na)
All my n***as crazy, I swear they would kill you for it
You tell me I'm crazy but you prolly love me for it

Why you always wanna go and talk about my old hoes?
Why you gotta take it there, places that we don't go?
You know shit about me everybody doesn't know
Girl, you know my money's unfair