Letras
Yeah
Jay Show
Poppin' tags like some wheelies nigga
You a silly nigga
Bust down sleeve chilly nigga
Your bitch with me nigga
With that drip, from my wrist nigga
Your bitch hit me nigga
Talkin' 'bout, can you hit me nigga
Bust it quickly nigga
(Aye yuh)
Of course I can
(Aye yuh)
The Porsche Cayenne
(Aye yuh)
Your bitch on me
(Aye yuh)
Well oh got damn
Might wanna keep her on a leash
Coupe two seat hoes come in three
They can't all fit in the coupe
Drop the top they come with me
Bitch
(Bitch)
Bitch
(Bitch)
Bitch
(Bitch)
Bitch
(Bitch)
Bitch
(Bitch)
Y'all niggas hate cause I'm rich
I just hit no miss
Elliot for the drip on the wrist
No Missy, you can't miss me
Your jewels looking real mystery
Scooby-Doo seats in a six-speed
Lambo doors go up down
She like me I'm up now
I ain't up next
Nigga I'm up now
Fuck you mean fuck you mean Rolly bust down
Diamonds... like... Bling... Blao
Lambo doors go up down
She like me I'm up now
I ain't up next
Nigga I'm up now
Fuck you mean fuck you mean Rolly bust down
Diamonds... like... Bling... Blao
Diamonds... like... Bling... Blao
Diamonds... like... Bling... Blao
Diamonds... like... Bling... Blao
Fuck you mean fuck you mean Bling Blao
Money... stack... Ming... Yao
That's how tall it is
Life is a bitch I adore the bitch
Big blue face gotta gorgeous wrist
They hate me can't afford the shit
Y'all niggas bands got the orange strip