It don't matter what car that I'm driving All of my diamonds rearranged I ain't got no problem with ya' baby All of my bitches drive Mercedez Grand Dodge, rap game Charles Charge Jumping out with stars with a maroon Visa card Who is you? I eat Versace noodle soup Dragon berry coupe, rims look like hoola-hoops Bower [?] swoops, taco cherry roof Watch this move I pull up, candy ally-oop Throw it off the glass, like Darth Vader Moving up in luxury, Escalade elevator Crawling like molasses, sipping syrup out the maple Back in eighth grade, I jumped over a group of fifth graders How you like my driving, from the back seat I don't want your gal, that bitch pussy smell like camel cleats Turn in, bet she gon' turn in Your living joint, my stripping joint, you know she gon' put that work in Been twerking, all the night Been working, all the day And now she got them panties up, she earn her shit the harder way Pimping, so different Need I mention, my women Only ten pieces or better, niggas better watch their distance I be plucking, them chicken's I be stuffing, them turkey's Call me Gz' or call me James, cause in this game I am so worthy The way that she ride, Kentucky Derby That Sprite be so pink, look like it's Kirby Oh my God she the shit, we got it live in this bitch When she arrive in this bitch, we feeling fly cause we the shit Uh, she only do it when she want to Strip up in the whip, but never in the hotel Make it to the strip, the women looking so real Cause she got a [?], I be safer if I don't tell Why my eyes [?], Asian and pouring Every thick chick with the skin so golden Whether it's a ten and nationality chosen Or if she's Italian, bigger booties and noses I need parts, never bringing water to a slide and park You could find me parched So I guess lurking, high class, and perfect Scoping out the hoes with red bones, and thirstin' Issues, like I used to on a regular 'Cause I got a honey on the side who's ahead of her 'Cause I got a cutie up north who's a registered sex contender Who calls me a competitor