Ayy, ayy, you´re probably staying this for the day
(I´m not no lame, though, shout out to Samsson)
You´re probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it

You pricy, my fist a different world
You´re pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can´t forget it
You probably want your get back, ´cause you´re hurt
But you know if you do it then it´s different, then I probably won´t forgive you in your heart
But I know you, and you gon´ play it smart
I can´t help it that I love you, it´s a flaw

I made it, I just spent like fifty grand on codeine and different bitches
I can´t give up on my mans, so I´m sneakin´ to the trenches
Bought a house and chilled for mama, baby sister know ´bout Bentley
Free my brother, fuck your honor, ayy, ayy
Even though she ain´t even fuck me, I got it right back

We ain´t runnin´ out of money, so ain´t no bounce back
Got a sold out show in London, a Stone-y Island jacket
Rememberin´ when you was for me, I wonder what happened
Man, ayy, ayy
Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy
She pretty made ´cause her mama
Got a star, thinkin´ I´m Hendrix
Pour that shit straight out the bottle, measurin´ for bitches
Man, ayy
Man, ayy, ayy
Heavyweight pockets, feather weight glizzy
She pretty made ´cause her mama
Got a star, thinkin´ I´m

Ayy, ayy, you´re probably staying this for the day
You´re probably in Miami with some niggas in your face, I get it
You pricy, my fist a different world
You´re pricy, I brought the suburb out the city girl, can´t forget it
You probably want your get back, ´cause you´re hurt
But you know if you do it then it´s different, then I probably won´t forgive you in your heart