Uh-huh, ayy
Bay Bay the ambassador, partner, brr
Yeah, two, three, four, five (blaow)
Six diamond chains on (what?)
Yeah, four diamond rings on (for real)
Heh, M's on top of M's when I came home (M's)
Ha, my lil' b-, she ratchet, yeah
Bend her over, stab it, uh
Yoppas, they on deck, let a, let a, have it (take that)
I be dead fresh, huh, closed casket
I got money habits (trap), tragic (trap)
You see the p-, now you don't, trap magic (walla)
Thousand p- gone (gone)
If I make it, memories disappear, am I wrong?
Getting h- on the 'eway, I just hope I make it home
B- ratchet just like Trina, but she fine like Nia Long
She bad and she a savage, yeah
Pretty and she nasty, yeah
Do she call me daddy? Yeah
Met her in Louisiana, f- her down in Dallas, yeah
Dolph, did you get your first million from sending things from Cali'? Yeah
All we know is trappin', yeah
A hundred rounds in traffic, yeah
Ayy, trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Count (count), count (count)
Count (count it), count (count)
Count (it's all there), count (count)
Count (ayy), count (ayy)
If your b- look good, then I might take her (yeah, yeah)
I just f- 'em, nah, I don't wanna date her (yeah, yeah)
Where, where, where your cake? You look like Captain Saver (trap)
Money keep calling me, I'll see you later
Run to the paper just like I'm a raider
My phone out of data, I don't do no datin'
No way with the tape, I run to the paper
My b- want a bracelet, that b- gotta face it (ugh)
They told me, "Be patient," I ran out of patience
Rip out 'em, walking, I'm steppin' on Satan (watch out)
Running these plays, gotta me feeling like paying 'em
On the way to the jeweler, young n- go brazy, ooh
Too brazy (too brazy), Dolce Gabana my shoelaces (my shoelaces)
Two b- and me, that's two-faces eating that d- like toothpaste (ugh)
I ride off, ride off, pay for the cab, no write off
Real n- baby, no knock off (knock off)
If a n- that beef, they get knocked off
458 in the bag (ugh), 2700 on the tag
Cook it, cut it, stash it
Hole in the mattress, n-, I'ma tryna roll me a Patek
Lying way low in the alley
N-, we control the traffic
100-some bowls in the attic
They gon' be mad at my family
Finna go ice on my granny
I ain't even got no Grammy (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Trap (trap), trap (trap)
Count (count), count (count)
Count (count it), count (count)
Count (it's all there), count (count)
Count (ayy), count (ayy)
If your b- look good, then I might take her (yeah, yeah)
I just f- 'em, nah, I don't wanna date her (yeah, yeah)
Where, where, where your cake? You look like Captain Saver (brr)
Money keep calling me, I'll see you later (gone)
♪
Bay Bay the ambassador, partner, brr