Your boyfriend broke I spent $10,000 on a Louis V coat Wore that bitch right out the store Let that boy talk then my shooter come right out the scope
I get to walkin´ my bitch get to throwing them flowers Them hoes land right at my toes I get to walkin´ inside of the party My chain, it shine like the light on the phone None of my hoes gon´ bop I´ma take 60 and the bitch take 40 off top Drops with the scammers if a nigga try to zone me I´m taking out the 40 and I´m blowing your block Keep this one thing clear: When I walk through, bitches love my hair How I sold rock, my money is ??? I hop in that ´Bach and I´m movin´ unfair Ayy, goin´ out to Starlets I musta fucked every bitch in there Bartender spinnin´ that bitch like a nigga was bar spinnin´ All in her hip, tell a bitch gotta sharp with it, ayy