Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (Sho´)
Blowin´ money fast, man, I´ma be Rick Ross (Hitmaka)

Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch ride the boat like it´s a seesaw
Check your bags and your pussy, girl, ´fore you depart (Ho)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolce & Gabanna, spoil him in Neiman Marcus (Whoa)
Bitch pull the top down, why you keep coughin´? (Brrt)
Put her in the ocean, bet she suck a beach ball (Ball)
Hoes movin´ up and down, seesaw (Saw)
Give me backshots, now it´s back to DR (Yup)
Fly you out to PR, can´t put you in no Dior (D)
Look into my eyes, you could tell I want a D-boy (D)
Poppin´ wheelies on the dick, he thinkin´ I´m from B-More (Skrrt)

We should´ve been friends, but I know you wanna be more (Hey)
Touched my first M, niggas know I gotta see more (Sheesh)
Seen that nigga in my ends and you know I had to detour (Gee)
Flew in first class just to sit up by the seashore (Sheesh)
You can´t fuck me in no G4

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (Bust)
Blowin´ money fast, man, I´ma be Rick Ross (BIA, BIA)
Look, see, I inflated the plot
Ever since the day of crack sales, I upgraded the block, nigga (Ho)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Louis and that Gucci make her bug and Birk´ed often (Ho)
Drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin´
Waterfallin´, suckin´ on these beach balls (Whoa)
And all these bitches walkin´ ´round me, talkin´ ´bout, "I miss ya" (Saw)
Never kiss ´em, but I always hit ´em back to DR (Yup)
Shorty, yes, I see ya, who the fuck you thinkin´ we are? (Gee)
Think you ´bout to come up? See, them thoughts, you better ignore
Fuck you think you´re foolin´ tryna come off like a sweetheart?
Think we more than homies? You´s a motherfuckin´  (Hey)

Fuck these records up in ways you´ve never seen it before them (Gee)
Bustin´ everybody ass on records when I record ´em (Gee)
Light shinin´, nigga lookin´ at me like, "Is he God?" (Hey)
Make sure you end your shit when we start

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (Sho´)
Blowin´ money fast, man, I´ma be Rick Ross (Ross)

Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks (Yeah)
Bitch ride the boat like it´s a seesaw (Yup)
Check your bags and your pussy, girl, ´fore you depart (Ho)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Louis and that Gucci make her bug and Birk´ed often (Ho)
Drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin´ (Cough)
Waterfallin´, suckin´ on these beach balls
And all these bitches walkin´ ´round me, talkin´ ´bout, "I miss ya" (Sho´)
Give me backshots, now it´s back to DR