Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah (ayy)
All white toes, real long cornrows
Emilio bikini, she don't wear cheap clothes
I'ma pull up in a all white Rolls
Can you unlock the door of your room? Yeah, yeah
Can I eat it on the stove?
Baby, you a freak, why you keep eatin' on my clothes?
Balenciaga cheap, you know I'm buyin' out the store
Just bought her some diamonds, finna buy her ass some more, oh
You ain't know I was a big dog (Big dog)
Fuck her on the floor, I got your bitch callin' (yeah, yeah)
I made 20 off a show, bae, I'm big ballin' (yeah)
And I ain't even sayin' shit, that's my drip talkin' (drip)
She be runnin' from that dick like she Crip walkin'
She be sayin', "boy, bool," like she a Blood or somethin'
She love talkin' shit like the plug or somethin'
Bae, let's go to CVS, gon' get some mud or somethin'
Fuckin' you like we in love or somethin'
Put this Rollie on until you get your other one
I be fiendin' for that pussy like it's drugs or somethin'
She with all the shit, my lil' thug or somethin'
Baby, let me get your chilli right
I ain't no sucka, I ain't know how you like the silly type
And I know your last nigga, he ain't it hit right
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right, yeah
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spend the night when she want me to get it right
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right, yeah, yeah, yeah
We gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right
All white toes, real long cornrows
Balenciaga hoodie, she don't wear cheap clothes
That was me pulling up in that all white Rolls
Baby, take off your clothes (take off your clothes)
I'm that nigga and she know
Every time she pull up, I be puttin' on a show
Balenciaga cheap, you know I'm buyin' out the store
Fuck you like I'm fresh out and I'm goin' back on the road, oh
You ain't know I was big dog
Double R in the driveway, no Rick Ross
I be trickin', I ain't trippin' what that shit cost
Ooh, she love Balenciaga, she a big boss
And she a bad bitch, yeah
Ooh, your ass thick
She do lashes, she go to shcool, take classes
If she a hoochie, you know she get ratchet
Baby, let me get you right, let's hit Saks Fifth
Fuckin' you like we in love or somethin'
Put this Rollie on until you get your other one
I be fiendin' for that pussy like it's drugs or somethin'
She with all the shit, my lil' thug or somethin'
Baby, let me get your chilli right
I ain't no sucka, I ain't know how you like the silly type
And I know your last nigga, he ain't it hit right
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right, yeah
She gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gon' spend the night when she want me to get it right
Woah, woah-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-woah, woah, woah