Hey, what´s up? Where we eatin´? Benihana, Ruth Chris, steak, lobster? Shit, I was thinkin´ Wendy´s (Uh) You need to boss your life up and turn on that new Boston
At least he know how to treat a bitch (Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe) Hell naw, fuck that trick-ass nigga (Yeah) You just a hatin´-ass nigga, broke, dusty, musty, crusty (Uh, come on) You just hatin´ ´cause you don´t serve more bags than him (I´m like, uh)
Bae, you too bad for you not to have no bag, hold on Your nigga up? Why he ain´t spend no cash? Uh She pullin´ up, walk out with shopping bags, yeah Bae, I´m the realest nigga you never had Ain´t shit to spend no cash Braggin´ on that nigga, tell me what the fuck he spent I can go get ten bad bitches that´ll tell you that I done spent
Niggas fake trickin´, Richey Rich the real biggest trick If I like a bitch, I ain´t wastin´ time, I go and bust her wrist All the bad bitches want me When you got that paper, it´ll turn a bitch holy You and your friends bad, buy you a Rollie, Rollie, Rollie Why you braggin´ on that nigga? Bae, that pussy nigga owe me Take my time with a bad bitch, I gotta fuck her slowly When I bust you down put a hashtag and say, "He froze me" This trickin´ shit go OD
Bae, you finer than a bitch, you nothin´ like my last bitch
Catch a bad bitch and spend it on her, that shit a habit We ain´t runnin´ out of paper, stupid bitch, we mad rich Braggin´ ´cause he got your hair done, we can tell who ain´t had shit I´m too turnt to get her hair done Type of nigga to give her 20K to buy a hair salon Talkin´ that rich shit, ain´t bought shit, then he ain´t havin´ nothin´ Tell that nigga to buy you a Goyard bag if he havin´ somethin´ Take a nigga bitch, runnin´ laps with her like a marathon
Richey Rich a real bad-bitch snatcher She poppin´ shit on IG, that´s the bitch I´m runnin´ after
All these bitches want these racks, ain´t a bitch that I can´t capture All these niggas ridin´ waves, all these pussy niggas cappers, uh Bad bitch, you want a Rollie or a chain? I fucked the bitch good, I made the bitch throw up the gang I´m really havin´ M´s, go tell your nigga stay in his lane
Bae, you finer than a bitch, you nothin´ like my last bitch Catch a bad bitch and spend it on her, that shit a habit We ain´t runnin´ out of paper, stupid bitch, we mad rich Braggin´ ´cause he got your hair done, we can tell who ain´t had shit
I´m too turnt to get her hair done Type of nigga to give her 20K to buy a hair salon Talkin´ that rich shit, ain´t bought shit, then he ain´t havin´ nothin´ Tell that nigga to buy you a Goyard bag if he havin´ somethin´ Take a nigga bitch, runnin´ laps with her like a marathon