Letras
(Uh, yeah)
I don't know ya I just go by what my brothers say
Bitch I got too much of this cheese up on my fucking plate
I will beat that lil' boy ass if he play with my fucking pape
All these bitches be so lame they ruin my fucking day
They gon' be like whole lotta trill ain't know that you fucking paid
I will roll that lil' boy up just like some fucking dank
Niggas focused on my ice now they can't roller skate
She can't get no BBL 'cause that bitch gon' deflate
All this shit gon' bump like some 808s
Let me get that truck, riding through the snakes
We gon' raid yo' house like the HOA
That bitch need to repent, she need to stay away
These niggas be bluffin' don't know what I'm after
Never seen my dad a day in my life so i'm a bastard
It's okay 'cause I'm gripping that cash, and my whip go faster
The way I smoke on wood they gon call me splinter master
Stop sitting on yo' ass, you finna go get them bags sir
All my windshields down, I can't roll 'em down right past her
Yeah he call my music trash know his music trasher
I don't know ya I just go by what my brothers say
Bitch I got too much of this cheese up on my fucking plate
I will beat that lil' boy ass if he play with my fucking pape
All these bitches be so lame they ruin my fucking day
They gon' be like whole lotta trill ain't know that you fucking paid