Aye I know what I'm 'bout I know what I'm 'bout Talk shit cause I'm straight from the South, huh Got gold in his mouth He keep talking shit I'm knocking him out, huh I know what I'm 'bout He talk like he hot but he stay in the house, huh I know what he 'bout He talk to the ops he fold like a couch, huh I know what I'm 'bout I glow like the sun I stay in the clouds, huh Bitch watch the fuck out New Céline Dion it ain't even came out, huh Pretty boy flexing He hate cause he not me should've took the same route, huh White tee fresh out the house Nigga touch me I'ma knock a stain out, huh Big bus like a Greyhound Choppers hanging out 'bout to do a stakeout, huh Big clips hang out You talk a lot of shit now you can't talk now, huh All-black Ghost pulled out Love myself so much ego big ass my house, huh These ho's love me too New outfit when I step out the house, huh Everyday Christmas Need a new wishlist, brand new bitches, huh Everyday Christmas Thinking 'bout bitches, all on my wishlist, huh Pink Ferrari coupe ain't seen it, sitting on 6's, huh I got Dior on my lenses See straight through your feelings, huh Go cry in your feelings Aye shout out Lighter it's lit It's lit, it's lit, it's lit Hot like a Bic, Bic, Bic Twenty-six my Beamer sit He talked a lot of shit but I know he ain't shit Brand new Ferrari my brand new whip Everybody hot but they ain't this lit Forgiato whip keep foreign shit Hahaha match my foreign bitch Oh shit I'm done fuck this shit. Wait hold on wait Bitch I'm sick Nah f'real I'm sick Might sneeze on your bitch Swag contagious Watch your bitch Ah! Oh shit!