Bitch I'm in her top 10 (Yeah)
But you know that already
My pockets on go, go (Go)
My pockets fat, they heavy (Yeah, yeah)
My money spending ready (Woah, oh)
I'm feeling the jealousy (Yeah, yeah)
I'm not okay (Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Feel like Lone I need no stylist (Stylist)
These bitches wildin' (Wildin')
I got these ricks on my feet (Yeah)
You still rockin' converse, leave her legs hurtin'
I'm only taking dubs
Smearin' her makeup
Got her lip tint on my dick and she gon' lick that shit off
HYEIN SEO, new season, you ain't know 'bout that till I told you (Yeah)
Word, I get a check and I spend it, I make it right back and I make it times two
Chrome hearts sweater take it off
Now she grabin' on my pants, yeah she know how to turn me on
And I'm like woah, woah
My bitch look like she from vogue
Spend my money, Kiko tote
I like to spend it on clothes yeah, yeah
I'm in her head and she in my bed
Gimme that lip girl
Gimme that lip
Gimme that lip
Trust me girl, you not my only option
Countin' up these big blues, count it up like an auction
Yeah, yeah, so take caution
I'm in yo' girl's top 10, and I'm not 2-10
What you doin'?
These boys wanna be me, how I'm movin'
Claiming that you up, that shit disproven
On the winning side no I'm not losing, no
I can see the jealousy
I can see the jealousy
I don't got shit to be jealous of
'Cause I got double C and double G
Your girl like- all the pics of me
I feel like- I'm her ecstasy
And you are- her ex to be
You know that she want me
You know that she want me
And you are- her ex to be
You know that she want me
And you are- her ex to be