I just walked inside the party with a pocket full of blues
Ever since I got this money now I f*ck these hoes in twos
I just popped me a lil perky now I'm bout to bust my groove
Now I'm bout to bust my move
It's Margiela on my boo
I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Bond number nine on my fragrance, Shawty, she lovin' my cadence
Stay down, just be patient, And I promise you that we gon' make it
If I gotta risk it all, that's the risk I'm takin
Ain't no fakin' in my pimpin', all these hoes I'm slayin
All my pieces hittin', all my shooters sprayin
F*ck my opposition, we gon' dig they
Graves
I can't be no slave, I gotta get paid
Bottega my shades, I can't see your shade
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I can't lie, I like you, baby, what you want
Saint Laurent, Jimmy Choo, tell me what you want
I can tell that you bougie and you like to flaunt
Baby girl don't front, I said, you get what you want
Throw my opps up in a blunt, you know Drip he like to stunt
And her Rick Owens say cunt,
It's fourth down, but we won't punt
I got shooters in the cut and we'll give you what you want
I got shooters in the cut and we'll give you what you want