(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I don't even ask that bitch to be linkin' no more
Yeah that bitch told me she sober, ain't drinking no more
But she still ask for the cup when I pour me a four
I ain't been thinking 'bout nothing but money and clothes and drugs all day
F*ck whatever they be saying
I said, "Bitch, it's too late!"
I been stacking up cake
I been stuck in my ways
Get the f*ck out my-
Get the f*ck out my face
I don't need no fake hoes
You be rocking fake clothes
I don't need no fake bros
Stellar my gang
Stellar my chain
That's what I claim
Booling all day
I been cooling all day
That bitch popping Molly, said she seeing stars
I told her, "That's just who we are"
I told that bitch, "Hop in the car"
We going all the way home
I'm clutching on the draco
She suck it when I say so
I'm sipping purple Faygo
Hop up on stage and they go wild
She look at me with a smile
I was down bad for a while
I was down bad
Now look at my wrist, check the tags
Now these bitches wanna be with me
Told her, "F*ck it, can't be seen with me"
Opp get cornered just like DVD
I been on a f*cking spree
Now she wanna be with me
Told that bitch, "Get out my feed!"
I get what I want when I need
I don't need you no more
I'm better off alone
Stacking that money up by my lone
And they get lit when they hear my song
Hear my song
(Yeah, come on!)
I don't even ask that bitch to be linkin' no more
Yeah that bitch told me she sober, ain't drinking no more
But she still ask for the cup when I pour me a four
I ain't been thinking 'bout nothing but money and clothes and drugs all day
F*ck whatever they be saying
I said, "Bitch, it's too late!"
I been stacking up cake
I been stuck in my ways
Get the f*ck out my-
Get the f*ck out my face