Oowee, owee Mhm Bitch, bitch Bitch bet not stop looking up cause she seeing a star Thats a Rolls Royce and that is a new Maybach Not James Harden driving that's me in the car Im out of town and I got paid bout thirty You ever get lucky see me in the bar Im in the sky and I be with the birdies We sending them feather we fiendin' for war I shoot your face when it's leaning your jaw Sippin' on blood you leaning some more We playing Halo it's beams in your car I send a laser beam straight through your door Bullets go straight to the passenger I'm the ambassador, start up a massacre Yo life is passing ya', send em to Africa Motherland wrap em up, choir boy clap em up R.I.P to the chain but I'm still Splashy Duck That shit was wack as fuck, I shot his cabin up Niggas on plays and they moving I'm splashing up I'm in a droptop in Houston who touching us? I'm driving cars that be roofless y'all scared to flush I sent that boy out of town on a magic bus We put his soul in a soda, pass the cup I just bought me a new duely, red flag the truck Look like a redneck suwoo when I'm backing up Suu! How much millions she gave me? two! How much bitches I'm breaking? few! In the Maybach I'm banging, screw! (Whoo-oooh) Chop chop, Chop chop, Chop chop Eight-Fo's sitting on a Rolls Royce drop top Hit a nigga shoulder like a pop lock I be in the streets like a pop rock Had to call a P cause he got knocked Can't do you low down cause your hoe down But if a nigga fucked up cause her toes down Imma hit him in the face with four rounds Fuck all that pimping ain't contact I was stomping on a blade with a Glock strapped Walgreens, Visa-card, and a backpack Bitch tried to put a chick in a knapsack Got a bitch on the website twenty-fo' Way before I was a pimp I was a gigolo Bitch I ain't finna kiss for the mistletoe Put my finger on the ground made her kiss the flo' Every bitch that pay me is a pretty hoe White bitch more followers than D-Rose And the bitch ain't never shot a free throw Big booty freak hoe still the MVP tho We was still outside when the streets closed Fuck covid-19 I'm the cheat code Left, Right, Up, Down, A, B, gone LT, LT, turn another beat on Imma leave the grease gone He was standing outside got his feet blown Sister gotta think about him to a sweet song I ain't tryna squash shit when the heat on Let it be known I'm Him What's your chances of winning? Slim Where I been on my fitness? Gym Why you dive in that water? Swim Meaning! Shark like a mark got ding-ding Still got a Chinese bitch named ping-ping Evisu Lines on the jean-jeans, I'm the hardest nigga in the ring-ring Speaking of a ring that's a pink diamond Threw away my heart in the ice love keep shining I done sold pussy in a deep climate I couldn't love a bitch if she speak diamonds I couldn't love a bitch if she made me immortal I couldn't love a bitch if she was my mother But I love my flag and I love my cutter Imma throw it all motherfucker Ten toes down staying with my brothers Each one teach one brothers lead others Still swimming with the sharks them my sea brothers Put on Splamu I'm the nigga with the bitches out in Cancun Gun on the jet ski, I'm a damn fool Put the streets on my back, camel Turn a nigga to eggs, scramble That's a sample That was a sample That was a sample That was a sample, yea That was a sample We talking flavor you know I got ample Bitch you ain't lit hoe you know you a candle No you ain't dripping in no Gucci sandals You ain't getting millions than you getting trampled And that's just a sample Yea, that was a sample Yea, that was a sample Yea, that was a sample Yea, that was a sample We talking flavor you know I got ample Bitch you ain't lit hoe you know you a candle No you ain't dripping in no Gucci sandles You ain't getting millions than you getting trampled And that's just a sample