Wo-ah-oh
Yeah
No she won't fuck with a kid so I'm getting cash
No she won't fuck with a jit so I'm getting bands
And it don't matter what she said I couldn't handle that
'Cause all I knew was hurry up and fucking get 'em bands yeah
Now I ride with a stick
That bitch wanna fuck with a rockstar
Let her swallow my kids
Pussy be sweeter than Poptart when she all on the dick
I can't be falling in love now but I'm tryna get a hit
Yeah
Tryna get a hit
Hey
Living Bel Air lit
Went from a jit to a don now
I mean look at my wrist
I'm the one calling the shots now
I mean look at my fit
Yeah
Ford to a Bentley my truck now
In this life that I live
In this life I live
Yeah
All of these bitches with no bra
Why they tryna take all of my clothes
I got a problem I know I
But I know that I don't gotta show
How I be feeling inside
Fucking this bitch that I don't like
Getting this cash wanted more life
Doing no wrong only do right
Met a new bitch Mercedes yeah
Drive away all my ladies yeah
Drip and drop designer
Girl I got a fetti fetish yeah
Asking me who do I love
Asking me who do I trust
I don't know nothing about love
I only know about lust
Sad, sad, sad world baby
Bad, bad, bad girls baby
Know it's too upfront but love your
Damn, damn, damn curls baby
I gotta drip yeah I know
I'm boutta get you for sure
I think I need you I know
Where in the fuck would I go
Now I ride with a stick
That bitch wanna fuck with a rockstar
Let her swallow my kids
Pussy be sweeter than Poptart when she all on the dick
I can't be falling in love now but I'm tryna get a hit
Yeah
Tryna get a hit
Hey
Living Bel Air lit
Went from a jit to a don now
I mean look at my wrist
I'm the one calling the shots now
I mean look at my fit
Yeah
Ford to a Bentley my truck now
In this life that I live
In this life I live
Yeah