Lyrics
Uh, ayy
Where I made it to, a bitch might-
Ayy
Where she made it to, that bitch my gangster boo
I just might change for you
Uh, ayy
Where she made it to, I just might change for you, that bitch my gangster boo
Dice roll, risk taker
Bet it on me, I put my faith into it
Check her measurements
All her pants, got that gap where the waist should be
Ain't no small talk
Bae, take them draws off, finna DDT that shit
Beatin' the cat, got the bitch in a full Nelson, I dare her to move
My ho get shit done off camera
I chase racks and she do too
We got whole chickens, rotisserie
She run the money counter like a symphony
5-star bitch, top rank
They can't do none with you
I be tired of your attitude, bitch tighten up but I ain't leavin' you
Conversate with a poker face, think twice know a nigga readin' you
I might chase but I can't fall, get my cardio in that's all
Nonchalant I might pass on the box, these ho's know I play ball
Red lil' thick shit, no waist on her, Marni, Cha-nay-nay, fly as she wanna
Brand new hundred, I boot up a trucker
Plug got TP, the import covered (ayy)
Freak ho, she want a shot in the face
Hermes Kelly can hold my Drac'
My bitch look better when she count my pape
Where she made it to, I just might change for you, that bitch my gangster boo
Dice roll, risk taker
Bet it on me, I put my faith into it
Check her measurements
All her pants, got that gap where the waist should be
Ain't no small talk
Bae, take them draws off, finna DDT that shit
Beatin' the cat, got the bitch in a full Nelson, I dare her to move
My ho get shit done off camera
I chase racks and she do too
We got whole chickens, rotisserie
She run the money counter like a symphony
5-star bitch, top rank
They can't do none with you
My bitch bad, ass don't fit in the Skims
Work like she in the gym
I'm in a booth FaceTiming a 10
She say she don't drink none but Hen'
Bro say he don't drink none but lean
Bitch say she ain't even got no friends
Niggas tryna get discount on pills
I don't give a fuck 'bout you or your mans
I'm too geeked up
I'm driving a Benz with the seat laid back, bro turning me up
I got out the way of the bullshit, bitch stop sayin' my name, stop bringing me up
Like lil' bro said, "When niggas start following the game, that's when nigga got shit fucked up"
This bitch bad down to her hair, and her nails she a 10, and her ass sit up
I think I'ma wife her
Where she made it to, I just might change for you, that bitch my gangster boo
Dice roll, risk taker
Bet it on me, I put my faith into it
Check her measurements
All her pants, got that gap where the waist should be
Ain't no small talk
Bae, take them draws off, finna DDT that shit
Beatin' the cat, got the bitch in a full Nelson, I dare her to move
My ho get shit done off camera
I chase racks and she do too
We got whole chickens, rotisserie
She run the money counter like a symphony
5-star bitch, top rank
They can't do none with you