[Chorus]
I just got the bag she gon’ fuck it up
Tab at the bar she gon’ run it up
She don’t give a fuck when she gettin drunk
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Fendi she just wanna ball
Ghetto ass I can’t even take her to the mall
But she the type to hold it down when I nigga fall
That’s why I tell her
[Verse 1]
If you really fuck with me why won’t you bring your ass over here let me show you how a nigga put this dick down
30 on the wrist now
I get so excited when I see these bitches pissed now
I just love the fact they hate the fact that you the shit now
You can be my bitch now
Keep that on the low though
That ass so big last time I had to fuck you on a GoPro
Niggas talking shit but never show up to the shows though
Tell yo ex that he can suck a dick cause he a bozo
Hol up
Ice on chill
Dollar, bills
Raining, down
Country, trill
Watch me skate off in the coupe
Stoop boy left the stoop
Live life like a movie
Get love like I’m Lucy
Get respect like I’m Boosie
Niggas hate me like I’m bougie
Fuck nigga you a groupie
Hit the shoulder like I’m Uzi
All of my niggas they real
All of my niggas they ride
All of my niggas reside from a side
That them niggas call L.I
Yah yah
Top down in my ride it’s a Go
She told me that she wants to fuck me at my show
I told her that she needs to come through with no clothes
Pussy, money, weed is all a nigga know
Tell them niggas you are the one for me
Tell em that you deserve my fantasy
Tell em that you’re the woman of my dreams
Top down when I ride fuck them other guys
Yea yea yea yea yea ooh
[Chorus]
I just got the bag she gon’ fuck it up
Tab at the bar she gon’ run it up
She don’t give a fuck when she gettin drunk
Gucci, Louis, Prada, Fendi she just wanna ball
Ghetto ass I can’t even take her to the mall
But she the type to hold it down when I nigga fall
That’s why I tell her