[ Featuring Ronny J ]
(Ronny J, please turn me up)
I f*cked a bitch and then bought her a Birkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch 'til she tell me it's hurting
Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain't no day, day
FN right in my passenger, this my date, date
Still in the trap with the bands, get it bouncing and send it away
Chains on my neck and it's choking me
45 cal' in my pants and it's poking me
She wanna suck on my dick, told her, "totally"
Keep a small circle, I know they gon' fold on me
This money done turned me sour ever since niggas told on me
All these baguettes on my neck got me coughin' like I got a cold on me
They wanna ruin my name, ruin my image, they not even knowing me
They used to hate on my music, now they call and tell me, "it's growing on me"
Been doing this and I do it with ease
Too many starting, can't keep up with me
F*ck on that bitch, Uber pool her, she leaves
Still in the trap with that bass moving keys
I f*cked a bitch and then bought her a Birkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch 'til she tell me it's hurting
Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain't no day, day
FN right in my passenger, this my date, date
Still in the trap with the bands, get it bouncing and send it away
Like I've been fresh and they know that a young nigga been holding weight (bitch)
I know she gon' eat up the dick so that bitch getting flew'd out of state
Then getting moved out my way (yeah)
I cannot trip on a bitch
'Cause I know that I'm having too much on my plate (oh)
Put you on First 48 (bitch)
I got some snakes in the grass but that's all of my niggas, my niggas been slime (slime)
I got a opp in the corner and I got my Glock to kick off every time (uh)
And if I flash it, it's sparkin' (uh), they couldn't even double park it (yeah)
I tote my guns in that bitch
You would think that I'm friends with a sergeant (brah, brah, brah)
I f*cked a bitch and then bought her a Birkin
Instagram model, I swear that she perfect
Still kick her out when I'm done, I'ma serve it
I go deep in that bitch 'til she tell me it's hurting
Fifty racks in this bag made off of one play
Skelly AP on my wrist, this ain't no day, day
FN right in my passenger, this my date, date
Still in the trap with the bands, get it bouncing and send it away
