It's not to be happenin' now is she callin' about? What you I have no
Oh, pull up, open I ain't gotta say (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah) be tryna catch up New whip, us Bad bitch, she up No for the players, haters On my grind, I lay up
I think rich, so I gotta keep my bucks Thousand fits but still got some blue checks on You jog or you gon' stampede? We in the lane, breaded, all my niggas smell like good leaves that back talk, I love the way she badass We be on the grind, full speed, I need an I'm in a circle full of cold Don't gotta say much, we pull up, the dips is gon' with us Doors up like Lamborghini She like way she with it, she gon' go up off a I need it all, don't want the half, I don't slow We be in the foreign, she gon' bob and tell her strap
Oh, pull up, open I ain't gotta say (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah) They be tryna up New whip, us Bad bitch, she up No time for the players, On my (Okay), I can't lay up
If they only knew, that thing do See a dollars everytime I think of you Take my to the top, dream come true me to drop the top, no clouds, sky blue Red sixty-one or sixty-nine, up on Snoop, watch a movie when we drive through Get you some ice, it out, you look surprise A real winner, I can see it in your make our moves too fast 'cause we strategize Grade 8, G-shit, they categorize Spend that then your picture off in private Put some diamonds on my wrist, perfect timin'
Oh, up, door open (Haha) I ain't gotta say (Oh woah, ooh woah, ooh woah) They be catch up (Don't with each other, man just do the same thing, y'all get the same shit, haha) New whip, us Bad bitch, she up No for the players, haters On my grind, I lay up