(Cuter hearts Gianni)
I beg a bad bitch on a Tuesday
Then I switch it up on a Wednesday
Fuck it up, baby, yeah, you know me
20 thousand dollars hanging out at the Bombay
Yeah, and I do this all off the reflex
And you know I'm taking on big checks
Pay attention, baby, we take big steps
Yeah, my life a movie, I'll be livin'
I said pop out, say that the four seasons, four seasons twice
Audemar Piguet boutta run with the ice
Latina bitches on me 'cause he know I love the spice
They want a pair of titties
I just tell them, "What's the price?"
Money conversations they just talk, talk, whoa
Side bitch trippin' told her keep it on the low
Main bitch callin' now, I really gotta go
I'm living a life, that you don't even know
And I tell them boys stop playing every time I pop out
I'm making millions in the school
And yeah, it's time to rock out
Know that I been in that bank, hopping out that bank
They call me lil', but my pockets never shrink, gang
I been running up the city
They hate me out of pity
I stay on my grind, but shit, my pockets never empty
I bought my mom a house
Before I bought myself a Bentley
I hit it with that rhyme every time I hit the same time
Back to back, foreign back to back
Got a foreign when I rap all
All these people know my name
I ain't really coming back, I ain't ready for the fame
I'm just tryna make it right
Audemar Piguet on my wrist got two hoes on my dick
Every time I pop out, yeah, they know that we did
And I told 'em, I got 'em, so I keep the stick
If they want a problem, I'm letting it real
I beg a bad bitch on a Tuesday
Then I switch it up on a Wednesday
Fuck it up, baby, yeah, you know me
20 thousand dollars hanging out at the Bombay
Yeah, and I do this all off the reflex
And you know I'm taking on big checks
Pay attention, baby, we take big steps
Yeah, my life a movie, I be livin' I said (gang)