Oh, yeah
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I'ma say I'm ignorant huh 'cause get money is all I do
I be popping shit, huh, yeah, that's really all I do
Ho, I ain't playing with you try this shit out walking with a Uzi
I ain't playing with ya, I'ma blow this bitch you make another move
I got different types of hoes, different races, they all cool
They tryna come f*ck with the top floor boss and make a porno movie
My diamonds wet wet wet just like a jacuzzi
But you wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, pussy drooling
Oh, yeah
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I ain't understand what they say, these niggas can't talk
They don't do what I do (on God)
I got a watch but I tell these hoes 'cause they all tryna stalk my moves
Huh, look like I stepped in shit and she tryna wipe it right off of my shoes
I put Denton all on my fit, yeah, my hat made by him too
Uh, uh, she like, "What's in the bag?"
Cool hundred thousand, yeah, straight cash
Uh, we in a Lamb truck trucking
We ain't tryna race no Jag, uh
If I'm in a big black truck then I'm rollin' up thrax the back, uh
If I'm gone hit that slut then I'm breaking her in, breaking her back, uh
If I'm gonna do that shawty the big back end in them racks, uh
Yeah, I'm the top floor boss
You a snake, hell nah, I can't f*ck with no rats, uh
Yeah, im the top floor boss
With a bag, hell nah, can't f*ck with no racks, uh
If I f*ck this ho and send her off, I bet that she come back (yeah)
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Oh, yeah
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I'ma say I'm ignorant huh 'cause get money is all I do
I be popping shit, huh, yeah, that's really all I do
Ho, I ain't playing with you try this shit out walking with a Uzi
I ain't playing with ya, I'ma blow this bitch you make another move
I got different types of hoes, different races, they all cool
They tryna come f*ck with the top floor boss and make a porno movie
My diamonds wet wet wet just like a jacuzzi
But you wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, pussy drooling
Oh, yeah
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I ain't understand what they say, these niggas can't talk
They don't do what I do (on God)
I got a watch but I tell these hoes 'cause they all tryna stalk my moves
Huh, look like I stepped in shit and she tryna wipe it right off of my shoes
I put Denton all on my fit, yeah, my hat made by him too
Uh, uh, she like, "What's in the bag?"
Cool hundred thousand, yeah, straight cash
Uh, we in a Lamb truck trucking
We ain't tryna race no Jag, uh
If I'm in a big black truck then I'm rollin' up thrax the back, uh
If I'm gone hit that slut then I'm breaking her in, breaking her back, uh
If I'm gonna do that shawty the big back end in them racks, uh
Yeah, I'm the top floor boss
You a snake, hell nah, I can't f*ck with no rats, uh
Yeah, im the top floor boss
With a bag, hell nah, can't f*ck with no racks, uh
If I f*ck this ho and send her off, I bet that she come back (yeah)
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I'ma say I'm ignorant huh 'cause get money is all I do
I be popping shit, huh, yeah, that's really all I do
Ho, I ain't playing with you try this shit out walking with a Uzi
I ain't playing with ya, I'ma blow this bitch you make another move
I got different types of hoes, different races, they all cool
They tryna come f*ck with the top floor boss and make a porno movie
My diamonds wet wet wet just like a jacuzzi
But you wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, pussy drooling
Oh, yeah
Big blood, huh
Bickin' back and bein' bool, yeah
My bitch she pretty bad and she came with attitude (huh)
Paris, France summer take her straight to the Louvre
All this cash, yeah, just to try and switch my mood up
I buy her brand new bags, yeah, different colors, different moods
Buy her a brand new ass, yeah, I'm tryna see her shake and move
I spend a nigga rent, huh, on a pair of tennis shoes
I ain't understand what they say, these niggas can't talk
They don't do what I do (on God)
I got a watch but I tell these hoes 'cause they all tryna stalk my moves
Huh, look like I stepped in shit and she tryna wipe it right off of my shoes
I put Denton all on my fit, yeah, my hat made by him too
Uh, uh, she like, "What's in the bag?"
Cool hundred thousand, yeah, straight cash
Uh, we in a Lamb truck trucking
We ain't tryna race no Jag, uh
If I'm in a big black truck then I'm rollin' up thrax the back, uh
If I'm gone hit that slut then I'm breaking her in, breaking her back, uh
If I'm gonna do that shawty the big back end in them racks, uh
Yeah, I'm the top floor boss
You a snake, hell nah, I can't f*ck with no rats, uh
Yeah, im the top floor boss
With a bag, hell nah, can't f*ck with no racks, uh
If I f*ck this ho and send her off, I bet that she come back (yeah)
Writer: Bobby Sandimanie III, Bryce Frizell, Corey Kerr, Travis Barker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: Destroy Lonely
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Bobby Sandimanie III, Bryce Frizell, Corey Kerr, Travis Barker