Seen too many ratchet ass hoes gettin sitcom. Behind closed doors all they do is suck d*ck.

Them microphone checkers that crack up under pressure. Lookin for the baddest bitch in here and when I get her Ima hit her and forget her.

I admit I aint the richest nigga but my cake straight and most of these other niggas fake.

Let em hate remind them haters dont play. I would hate to have to bloody up the place.

We got big dollars yall got little chips, Champagne bottles ride around in big whips, We make it rain on em yall make it drip drip,

I want my bitch to be a big fine ass juicy and you dont have to tell her she know what she doing.

The bitch standing still but her booty still moving. Can catch me in the Benz top drop just crusing.

Niggas rappin bout they gettin money cant prove it.

Stupid ass chain on spent a hundred somethin. Bent her over like a dog, I had her runnin from me.

She only want players who far from rookie, and if you ain't got the cake can't play with the nookie.