(FBG FXX with me, it´s more number ones to tend to)
Talk to a baddie, call me in traffic
Come up to Magic you tryna see me

Rich ass nigga
Lost a couple mil´ last year, got figures
Made a couple bags, my bag got bigger
I´ma make it hard for them to trace my pictures, goddamn
Made a hundred mil´, my nigga
Need a big booty bitch to fall in love with me
I can make it hard for you to fall in love with me

My bitch asked me why I always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra?
I´m always on extra

Pour me another one, I cannot slow

Until I can´t feel no more pain
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can´t feel no more pain

Jump out this bitch, got the water again
These bitches calling me Aquaman
I got her phone number callin´ again (Callin´ again, callin´ again)
Benjis on benjis on benjis again
Thats all I been on since you got with him
Ain´t been the same since, I wanna save my pain
You know it´s all before, man, these hoes all in love
Had to hit all the clubs, swapped out the ones before
Big booty from my city, never seen nothin´ like
Nothin´ like hit it, quit it

My bitch asked me why I always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra?
I´m always on extra

Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can´t feel no more pain

(Rich nigga, rich nigga
Extra, extra
Rich nigga, rich nigga)
I´m so (Extra)