I can see they all hate
Even when it's broad day
Little pussy, bitch boy nigga
I just want all cake
Even on my off day
I feel like I'm not Ballin
So, I gotta get this money
Jump up just like I am Jordan
Baby can you do me a favor
Jump that ass I don't hate you
You a pretty little flower
You're pretty I like your fragrance
I might just dick you down right now
The f*ck is you Tryna say, bitch
I put chains and whips on you girl
The f*ck is you sayin
When I'm up in that pussy
I'm f*ckin' I'm f*ckin' rage, bitch
I heard they talking' shit about me
Tell me what they saying
All these niggas lame, bitch
Fruitcakes I winna hang them
They really be stupid motherf*ckers
Don't know they lame, bitch
Shawty say I'm angry
But really I'm not angry
Just really gettin' tired of these
F*ck niggas tryna play me
Can I up the score
I just want me some bags
I just want me some clothes
I just want me some cars
Bad bitches on the floor
Yeah, yeah I'm big bad nigga
And I'm runnin' up a bag
On your f*ck nigga, yeah, yeah
If she a bad little bitch
Tell her throw that ass back
Oh, hell, hell, yeah
For the camera
Put that shit on the banner
Blues in the sink
Only thing she wanna handle
But I'm dropping' people
It's time for me to live large
Too many f*ckin' scars
My emo mansion by the roar
I can see they all hate
Even when it's broad day
Little pussy, bitch, what nigga
I just want all cake
Even on my off day
I feel like I'm not ballin
So I gotta get this money
Jump up just like I am Jordan
Baby, can you do me a favor
Jump that ass, I don't hate you
You a pretty little flower
You pretty, I like your fragrance
I might just dig you down right now
What the f*ck is you Tryna say, bitch
I put chains and whips on you, girl
F*ck is you saying
Yeah, yeah, f*ck, saying