it's rags, hoe

Throw that bag, she gon' do some

Okay, I might do her

Mama said, gotta do some

Uh, my heart went numb

Uh, I'm in my bag though

We get cash, hoe, yeah

Bitch, it's rags, hoe, yeah

I'm the asshole, yeah

Trust me, you can't live this life, we been stuck on the road

Yeah, I don't think I love this hoe, I know I love this hoe

Yeah, know I love my dough

Yeah, know I love my bros

Yeah, we ride 'round like soldiers

Yeah, yeah, uh, uh

My bitch dye my hair, I might go platinum

I don't know these pussy niggas, no, I can't dap them

I won't ever throw shade, problem? We gon' at him

Two names like Bruce Wayne, but your bitch call me Batman

Yeah, when I need them packs, I call the Packman

Tell P1 come slide quick, make the trap dance

Tell that lil' hoe, come and bend it over for some quick bands

I won't make friends

I can't make amends

Think I love her body

It's just the way she is

My bitch way too Barbie

Might go Dolce with sake, uh

Shit go both ways

Niggas so lame

I might switch lanes

Throw that bag, she gon' do some

Okay, I might do her

Mama said, gotta do some

Uh, my heart went numb

Uh, I'm in my bag though

We get cash, hoe, yeah

Bitch, it's rags, hoe, yeah

I'm the asshole, yeah

Trust me, you can't live this life, we been stuck on the road

Yeah, I don't think I love this hoe, I know I love this hoe

Yeah, know I love my dough

Yeah, know I love my bros

Yeah, we ride 'round like soldiers

Yeah, yeah