I skirt off, hit a lick and then you know I dipped
Running up on me, you may have lost your shit
I got a clip and now you knowin' I don't miss
Did it on my own and you know that I'm out
On my own and I ain't even had no doubts
Got baguettes yeah they tucked inside my mouth
And these hoes, I can't stand them, get them out
Yeah, skirt off in a f*ckin' Audi now
You wanna problem now
I heard you talkin' on my name, now what's the problem now
I hate these hoes, I hate these bitches, I can't talk to em
You talkin' down upon my name, I don't wanna hear it now
And now I'm up, don't give no f*cks, yeah
I ran that shit up, got my bands and got a buck, yeah
I wouldn't play around me, I won't test your luck, yeah
And when you mess around me, you know I keep it tucked, yeah
I skirt off in an Audi, skirt off in a matte black Chevy
Runnin' up on me and then you better not be ready
Already dropped, I just popped it, now I'm up
I'm climbin' charts, and now I can never stop
Yeah, I can never stop
Yeah, I can never stop
Yeah, yeah, I can never stop
Every time you run up on me, I go cock it, yeah
I got that shit, I got that pistol in my pocket, yeah
If you wanna talk, say it to me properly
If you talkin' crazy, I'ma have to drop you off, yeah
Yeah, skirt off in a f*ckin' Audi now
You wanna problem now
I heard you talkin' on my name, now what's the problem now
I hate these hoes, I hate these bitches, I can't talk to em
You talkin' down upon my name, I don't wanna hear it now
And now I'm up, don't give no f*cks, yeah
I ran that shit up, got my bands and got a buck, yeah
I wouldn't play around me, I won't test your luck, yeah
And when you mess around me, you know I keep it tucked, yeah