Chola Chola Trilla Tuesday I don't got no type Real niggas is the only thing that I like You ain't got no life Cups with' the ice and we do it Tuesday night (aye!) I don't check the price (I got it) I make my own money, so I spend it how I like I'm just livin' life And pray the Lord forgive me, nigga I ain't livin' right See this watch right here? Ain't no Michael Kors He said "Girl you my type" and I'm like 'Of course' Send a lil pic through the text, got him open like doors Text 911 to my ex, like 'Buy me a Porsche' Hold up I ain't fuckin' for a bag though This is for my real women, where ya at though? Had to come flex on the Rae flow Trilla Tuesday, but fuck it nigga I'ma give it back though This a Chanel bag to a hoe that's still wearin' muthafuckin' Coach My squad like, "B take one for the team", I'm the muthafuckin' coach You know that You know that Just real niggas that's with' me, every time that you see me And you know that Bitch, you know that Yeah, bitch you know that Chola