Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ay, she basically a hooker but with morals Chanel on my straight look like a Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy Ayy, she basically a hooker but with morals Chanel on my straight look like a lawyer You represent me when you in these streets you like my daughter Neptune taught you rap perception You can make them believe any fuckin' thing And if this shit true they make you they queen She can fit the shoes but she squeezin' her feet Celebrate the news if I tell her where to meet Don't let no meme fool you, I'm a pretty bitch dream Weeks off tour and I still ain't been home We both barely care, but we pickin' up the phone I fell out with some rappers, but I'm good back home Nigga post some bout' me First a Maybach, now Lakeshore Drive Might grow many match time Knew you was a snake, so how I stab you in the spine? Uh, I'm gettin' way too good at this You niggas is rookies how I tell coach pull the kid Trapper wanna book me prolly help him go full legit I'm still I'm still I'm still, lil' ol' me And I could do it by myself and niggas say show me I look like money, but I'm bein' low key I'm sex, money, drugs but you could get to know me Like, I'm still I'm still lil' ol' me