Oh yeah, I like this motherf*cker, you hear me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, haha, hit a little salsa dance on this motherf*cker, you hear me
Its Biig Note
What i found out
F*cking them wont bring you back
What i found out same ones you call your friends gone smile & stab your back
What I found out all typa excuses Why they cant see you in all black
No cap stop tryna impress them bro
They just wanna see you took off the map
What I found out you want a friend go be a friend man whys that so hard to comprehend
Half these hoes ain't never do a passport form, but always be down to trip, remember when
She wouldn't look my way when the Silverado was my whip
Before the AMG, I changed my wrap on every time I change my bitch
I f*cked her cousin, she called me a whore, I told her before it was just the tip
Swear I was thinking of you wholetime, you crying when you could've just shared that shit
Go be alone, go get your own, don't go broke tryna prove you rich
How the hell we go from the pork fried rice with the chicken wings to the lobster bisque
Craziest part is I can't eat shellfish out here, killing myself to live
She wanna watch TV in the back, don't even know what an S-Class is
My doors, they closed by themselves, this ain't no charger, baby, don't slam my shit
They say I'm rude, I say I'm blunt, just doing what Kevin Samuels did
But I found out choosing to let shit slide don't make you a coward
I'm in New Orleans flirting with dealers, going stupid on tables at Harrah's
She want the medium rosemary lamb chops sitting on top of the Carbonara
Bad, but worshiping sexxy redd
Y'all be forgetting the goal was marriage, heh, but then want marriage
Me and bro got a bet on whether she know who the f*ck her baby daddy is