A man PJ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Too much muhfuckin' on The up
I don't need a bitch, all I see while makin' signs Rollie on my wrist but I never it for the time she heard the kid through the boy in the summertime Said she my song that I got with Ty Dolla Sign When I'm in LA I'm fuckin' shorties from Look me in my eyes say you love me but you to lie I can make a hit on beats forty times Niggas copy sauce, it's theirs, happens all the time I be switchin' up on these niggas, like my bitch 18 karat, VVS these no S1's I don't put no into a thot, that's a waste of time Flying bitches out of the city, come and to mine
Bought my bitch a new bag, yeah, yeah (Gucci, Gucci) fuck with bitches gettin' bags, yeah, yeah (bag) Russian creamy gyal, creamy gyal, yeah, (Russian cream) Shorty of the wasteman, yeah, yeah (wasteman) Bought my a new Gucci bag, yeah, yeah (Gucci bag) fuck with bitches gettin' bags, yeah, yeah (Gucci bag) Russian creamy gyal, creamy gyal, yeah, (Russian Cream) Shorty scared of a wasteman, yeah,
Yeah, You don't your bitches but I know 'em (I don't mind, yeah) Shorty hit me on my trap (on my trap, trap, trap, trap) She gon' give me top playin' (give me top, woah) Shorty wanna fuck I need time, yeah Gettin' the bands, the digits Bitch, I'm God me Gucci my linen (yeah that's good there) Will Smith, I'm a R&B John Rap and I sing to my weed with the keef, flyin' when you finish Pussy with the for the real niggas Smokin' blunts, sip the Henny with some real
Bought my bitch a new bag, yeah, yeah Only fuck with bitches bags, yeah, yeah Russian creamy gyal, creamy gyal, yeah, Shorty scared of a wasteman, yeah, my bitch a new Gucci bag, yeah, yeah Only fuck bitches gettin' bags, yeah, yeah creamy gyal, creamy gyal, yeah, yeah Shorty of a wasteman, yeah, yeah