Compositor: Ian Smith
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sometimes I feel like noddin' off, I drop a couple more in it (I drop a couple more in it)
Couple thousand for this backpack, it hold at least ten more in it (It hold at least ten more in it)
Hundred thousand for this GT63, hop in it, I'm flowing it (Zoom)
I brought that G43 with me, you stupid if you think that you ho'ing me (Yeah)
Come find out how many shots we got, so high now I can talk to God
Took care of y'all?, that's what I told the guys
But this bitch want me to open up
But this bitch want to get close to me
And I just want you to notice me
So gone, I don't really even know who me
And it's not about the money, it's boring me
She want Chanel bag, this bit' want Loui'
You talk just like you 'bout that
But I don't really don't think you would do it
We pull up, where yo' smile at?
And then we hit yo' dude
That is a weak-ass fit, you proud of that?
Shit make yo' ass look stupid
This ho' talkin' 'bout she love me, told her, "Shut yo' mouth" (Shh)
If you think that you above me, come meet my realm
I'm startin' to miss this ho', feel like I shouldn't though
Gotta get okay with that
I left my Honda's and I'm finna keep stackin' up
But she better not play with that (That)
Woah, woah, woah-woah (Uh)
Sometimes I feel like noddin' off, I drop a couple more in it (I drop a couple more in it)
Couple thousand for this backpack, it hold at least ten more in it (It hold at least ten more in it)
Hundred thousand for this GT63, hop in it, I'm flowing it (Zoom)
I brought that G43 with me, you stupid if you think that you ho'ing me (Yeah)
Come find out how many shots we got, so high now I can talk to God
Took care of y'all?, that's what I told the guys
But this bitch want me to open up
But this bitch want to get close to me
And I just want you to notice me
So gone, I don't really even know who me
And it's not about the money, it's boring me