Letras
Huh, huh
Slatt, Slatt
Huh, huh
Yo, yo
Everything I do, they copy that
I'm stingy with the sauce, I can't let folks hop in my bag
Love the way she walk she extra bad
My bitch she put shit on, she got some Gaultier on her dress
Check this bankroll, this shit help my swag talk
I been riding with my slime, with extra bad hoes
We with two vibes, double dimes, this bitch tryna fuck
I'm not even on that time, just want my dick sucked
Brand new swag popped out the cut
I popped out with Chrome crushed
Twin just popped a Tesla S, look what this cash does
I'm not even tryna flex, In Detroit with bad boys
Motorcade bitch, I can't ever lack, you sad boy
I know half you niggas do not ball for sure
Niggas cap, like they hoopin, but they do not touch the court
I just threw some bands in this bitch, pick up the floor
Yeah, this a stripper party, they heard this shit next door
You a bad bitch, you deserve a kit
Might put you in high fashion, throw Balenci on her fit
I got different flows, shit you can't catch
Play 'round with my dawg, we bring out the bats
Fuck 'round, leave you scratched, this a paid debt
They talk 'bout I'm the truth cause all I speak is facts
I'm tryna talk money baby, can you count this cash
I'm tryna talk money baby, let's get these hoes mad
Just like Kobe, two-four bitches on me
Been running with my dawg, I think they pissed off
This drip on me too clean, diamonds wet like a faucet
I'm the one they copy, this shit could get exhaustin'