Yeah Bitch, go cop a brick of ice 'cause we young and turnt off Betty White Girl, that nigga ain't turnt up like he 'posed to, 49 gon' treat you right I might buy you ice, Mama Hope that pussy tight, Mama This love at first sight, Mama Glorilla, on the gang! Gang! You the type I like, Mama Come get you a gang member, bae We young and turnt and having motion That lil' ho a small fry, ain't on shit, I'm baked potato loaded Ooh, give me dick, Dada Them back shots get me thick, Dada I'm a motherfucking gold digger, but if I I like you, I'm the treat, Dada I change nigga like a diaper, baby, I can't go for shit, huh But I can't lie, it's certain nigga I don't make stand on shit Give me brain, Dada Don't call me by my name, Dada Might go buy you that draco and let you put it in my name, Dada Yeah, eat it right, aight, backhand if he bite, ight He said Leo's never think they wrong, you might be right, aight If that boy don't do his job right, go fuck with his friends How you want smoke behind a nigga I'm gon' fuck again? He know I'm the coldest, he know I'm the coldest They know what the fuck going on If your ho ain't dark skin and petite, nigga, she is not my kind We out here passing hoes to the gang, while he's treatin' his ho like wifey Now he say he want smoke about the ho, I told him, "Kill somebody" She keep asking me how her nigga know, bitch, I ain't tell nobody Fuck me right, alright Stack that pussy, knife, alright Baby, you my kryptonite I wanna give you dick tonight Told you I'm out of line, baby, I'm out of line I'll have you stalking, I'm giving you good dick Titties in my hand, alright Got bitches shaking ass, alright I know his twin dying, alright I know he miss his mans, nigga I've been counting blues all day, make a nigga hands cramp I just gave my ho a ten piece, I am not one of them You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, bae, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You put that shit on, bae, I like when that shit on you You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, bae, you know you the coldest I know you like Chanel, bae, let me put Chanel on you I know you like rose gold, bae, let me put rose gold on you You know I'm not them, when I pull up, I'm coming trim, alright Five hundred slips look like a thot pad on my hip, alright Yo' old nigga a shrimp, bae, let me take you on a trip, alright All my bitches pretty, rich and thick, don't think yo' bitch my type Yeah, I heard you got a man, but it's alright, Mama Let's go to the mall, I'm 'bout to buy you what you like, Mama You can fuck your rose before these nigga, you my type, Mama You do that shit right, Mama You deserves some ice, Mama When you take them clothes off, I get nervous, let me buy you purses Fuck me with your eyes, you keep playing, you doing that on purpose You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, bae, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You put that shit on, bae, I like when that shit on you You know you the coldest, you know you the coldest You know you the coldest, bae, you know you the coldest I know you like Chanel, bae, let me put Chanel on you I know you like rose gold, bae, let me put rose gold on you