Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, baby, can we go? Oh, oh Watch me flex up on 'em, yeah, I'm in my zone Hell yeah, bitch, I'm swagged up (Swag, swag) Watch me boss up, yeah, bitch, you good with it In this bitch, the speakers blowin' New expensive jacket and I'm— and I'm swag, ho [Verse 1] Yea, uh Please make sure, yeah, we boss up your life, bitch Walk up in the store and I walk up with the knife, bitch I ain't finna— I ain't tryna hurt nobody, uh I might turn around and catch a— But if a nigga try to do me dirty, I might catch a body Based freestyle, this my hobby One sec, bitch, in a second, I'ma do this song I don't give a fuck, bitch, I do everything wrong I do everything wrong [Verse 2] Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, bitch, I got 'em bands with me Yeah, bad bitch and she tryna get with me If you tryna get bands, nigga, get up with me Walkin' out the party, white bitches sippin' Pink Whitney I don't give a fuck, my bitch got big titties Nigga in the trap, two poles with that fuckin' semi Uh, ridin' in the fuckin' Hemi, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I don't give a fuck, it's hemi part two, bitch Uh, and I'm sippin' on that Rémy too, bitch You think you can get with me? Bitch, you stupid