[Intro vocalizing ]
(Ahhhhh)
[Verse 1]
Didn’t you give me a bag just to keep me around?
If you didn’t, you need to
Cartier bracelets from niggas you claimin’
Yeah I’m bout the racks, I don't need you
This Louis top, it is see-through
He see me a lot, he don't see you
We freak and we shop and we eat too
He lie about me to keep you
Say I’m his boss when I meet you
Yves Saint Laurent
They ask for pics when it's Niqa
I get 50k to get on a feature
If I don't get it, I won’t get on it neither
You shouldn't've fronted when the shit was just cheaper
Boss shit
I saved some time by not paying the meter
I just saw the ticket when I was drifting, then I got my assistant to pay with the visa (Yeah!)
(Rrrrrrr)
I do not fuck with you bitches, don't play with me neither
Yeah, Yeah
I might just bag me a nigga to play with his heater (Sheesh!)
[Hook]
I get the feelin' that you really feelin' me
This what you like, yeah?
You wanna fuck with me then baby, you gotta get on my timing
A nigga just told me I act like a nigga, I’m up on that time, yeah
He got you a Rollie but it’s not like mine, it don't got all the diamonds
[Verse 2]
I don’t got bands for these haters
I only got hands for these haters, ain’t doin' no favors
I got a nigga to drive me while I be doin' me, and no I ain’t doin' it later
Went through like fifty in paper
She only just talk about paper, that bitch is a faker
I cop an eighth like it’s FENTY
I really spent more on my makeup, you niggas is basic
Boss shit
Outside in the AMG reading my message
I just had a nigga that I was texting, 'bout to send him the Cash App to dead all the questions
(Rrrrr, yeah)
This ain't no jeweler, it’s straight out the freezer (yeah, yeah )
You ain't no shooter, don’t play with me neither
[Hook]
I get the feelin' that you really feelin' me
This what you like, yeah?
You wanna fuck with me then baby, you gotta get on my timing
A nigga just told me I act like a nigga, I’m up on that time, yeah
He got you a Rollie but it’s not like mine, it don't got all the diamonds