The whip is exotic, the bitches exotic
I'm draped in Givenchy I don't need a stylist
I count up the money it's all in my pocket
They fuck with a nigga they know that I got it
I got a foreign I don't gotta drive it
I keep me a shooter I don't gotta pop it
And I got a Cuban she callin me papi
She fuck with a nigga she know that I'm poppin
Smokin that gas (aye)
Tell my driver do the dash (aye, yea)
Shawty got ass (aye)
That shit cost 20 cash (aye, yea)
Smokin exotic
That nigga hatin I know he ain't got it
He rap about it but he ain't about it
He got a Glock but he ain't finna pop it
You need to stop it
Get off your ass and go feel up your pockets
I do a feature and collect the profits
She wanna come kick it cuz she know I'm poppin
The whip is exotic, the bitches exotic
I'm draped in Givenchy I don't need a stylist
I count up the money it's all in my pocket
They fuck with a nigga they know that I got it
I got a foreign I don't gotta drive it
I keep me a shooter I don't gotta pop it
And I got a Cuban she callin me papi
She fuck with a nigga she know that I'm poppin
Smokin that gas (aye)
Tell my driver do the dash (aye, yea)
Shawty got ass (aye)
That shit cost 20 cash (aye, yea)
Smokin that gas (aye)
Tell my driver do the dash (aye, yea)
Shawty got ass (aye)
That shit cost 20 cash (aye, yea)
The whip is exotic, the bitches exotic
I'm draped in Givenchy I don't need a stylist
I count up the money it's all in my pocket
They fuck with a nigga they know that I got it
I got a foreign I don't gotta drive it
I keep me a shooter I don't gotta pop it
And I got a Cuban she callin me papi
She fuck wit a nigga she know that I'm poppin