(Ayy, Melly, what the fuck is that?)
I dare you try and check me, I won't let them arrest me
Put a five inside this twenty ounce, she so bad, she so sexy
Big old motor in my whip, this bitch be loud like a jet be
I wake up and look outside and I see some bitches on some jet skis
I dare you to try and press me, I'll shoot you where your neck be
You know you don't compare to me, every one of us, you scared to see
I'ma make her tap out, she can't run, ain't no referee
You know I got that bitch, I throw a ton, dare you stare at me
I got model bitch on model bitch on top of model bitch
Another model bitch, if she basic, I can't touch the bitch
I got some niggas coming from the country, get they trapper kit
You the type of nigga poke the condom, try to trap a bitch
I don't sit at red lights, big old Hellcat in my headlights
You know you get it too, you with them niggas I can't stand, right?
I heard he had a hundred bags and still ain't get his mans right
You know I could flood the market, I'll fuck around and raise the price
See a nigga and I smack him, it ain't nothin' to me thinkin' twice
Chopper turn a nigga left soon as he got to thinking right
Ooh, my pop so dirty, put a picture where your shirt be
I just did a scam and made them niggas reimburse me
Play my music 'round your bitch, I bet a hundred she gon' search me
Take a good look at my stomach, that's exactly where them Percs be
Ooh, I think she like me, five hundred on my white tee
Get to blowin' with that fan and put niggas where the dirt be
I dare you find a reason, big old chopper, hunting season
My bitch be the meanest, brand new outfit with some demons
She gon' tie my shoes up, got more K's than the Ku Klux
Every bitch with me gon' do nuts, hit that button, I don't give no fuck
I dare you try and check me, I won't let them arrest me
Put a five inside this twenty ounce, she so bad, she so sexy
Big old motor in my whip, this bitch be loud like a jet be
I wake up and look outside and I see some bitches on some jet skis
I dare you to try and press me, I'll shoot you where your neck be
You know you don't compare to me, every one of us, you scared to see
I'ma make her tap out, she can't run, ain't no referee
You know I got that bitch, I throw a ton, dare you stare at me
I'ma drink a pint, mm, mm, I don't need no ice
I got model bitch on top of model bitch, mm, mm
I got— mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
I don't want no basic
