[Verse 1: Lanez] Told her pop ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski) She said, I might lick it if you let me (If you let me) You knew I kill the pussy when you met me And that's why none of mine can me Oh, yeah oh, Throw the cash up high, it's all there, Pop ass for me on the jet ski She fuck because the chain, Wayne Gretzky I would hit it out in if she let me I'm tryna fuck her sister she gon' let me I can make the squirt, you wanna bet me Say I hit that the shit so good she forget me I have no bird bitches disrespect me you know I curve bitches just for sweating me I be smoking Presidential, elect me All the white girls wanna me Becky All the time a nigga fuck her in a tee A nigga mad that I'm sav, tryna me I be balling, a espy your girlfriend, she my bestie If you sayin', let's be honest, girl, then be I'm tryna see you and little on a jet ski
[Chorus: Lanez] Yeah, the real I don't wanna do it if it's not the real She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill All my bitches know I got the bill Hey, hey Bad bitches and they the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the real She don't do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my bitches know I got the bill, hey
[Verse 2: Fuck her sister, now she hate me (Hate hate) Brrt, Please, up the jet key (Key) I just my number, you can't call or sext me Have your on when you address me Knock it out the park, Ken Ooh, ooh, ooh All these missed was never missed, ohh ohh And a lot of bad bitches no IG She post, so I know she won't expose me I'm gone stamp every country on ID They can't smoke me, you know tryna find me When I give that paper to you and crispy And these Franklin's stacked up in your birkey Fell in love with a drinking codeine How you fall for a nigga drinking creatine Fell in love with a nigga drinking How you gone fall for a nigga drinking
Tory Lanez] Yeah, the thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the thing She don't wanna do it if you got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill Hey, hey Bad and they want the real thing I don't wanna do it if not the real thing She don't do it if you ain't got the bill paid All my boss bitches I got the bill, hey
[Verse 3: Lanez] I got a thick, thick, thick, bitch My shit lit than a bitch and I'm Keep a .40 with extendo on the And know I gotta it on me because my niggas out here lit I ain't even know she was your bitch, She been throwing that at me, Micheal Vick, dawg quarterbacking at the kick off No pun intended, I just her with the up in the mix, shit is lit I might even and pose for a pic Looking at my ex bitch and she sick, She don't like I just pulled up with you Fuck it, tell a to bust it I ain't come to t-t-talk, I came to it She came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, it She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to it
Tory Lanez] Yeah, the real I don't wanna do it if not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the paid All my boss bitches I got the bill Hey, hey Bad bitches and they the real thing I don't wanna do it if it's not the thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the paid All my bitches know I got the bill, hey