Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
I like the way she move her hips
She keep talkin' to me sexy, tellin' lies right out her lips
I might take that lil' ho shoppin' What you want is what you get
I might take that lil' ho shoppin' Prada bags that match the Ricks
She ain't never seen shit like this She ain't never seen shit like this
My old bitch, she ain't hold it down That's why she tell y'all I'm not shit
How you not gon' hold it down? That's just some shit that I don't get
In love with racks, don't love no bitch Just tryna f*ck, not tryna kiss
Just put a switch up on the Glock Why would you think that I'm gon' miss
Back before I had them racks The hoes would tell me I had rizz
Now I rap and I got racks And all these hoes, they want my kids
They heard I dropped that song with Wan and now they tryna Live Like This
You can't live like me and twin
With my dawg like Jake and Finn
Pop to the spot, I'm comin' trim
Hope God forgive, know I'm gon' sin
She love my music, think I'm him
Bought her Channel to match her skims
Won't shoot for real like you Ben Simm
These niggas cap, not talkin' brim
These niggas cap, I'm like, for what
He pillow talkin' to that bitch, he doin' that just for a nut
Glock Andrew Bynum, it's gon' bust
His bank on zero, bank on Russ
Sometimes I don't know who to trust
Like, is this love or is it lust
I like the way she move her hips She keep talkin' to me sexy
Tellin' lies right out her lips
I might take that lil' ho shoppin' What you want is what you get
I might take that lil' ho shoppin' Prada bag to match the ricks
They heard I dropped that song with Wan and now they tryna Live Like This
All these racks, they comin' in I put designer on my fits
I put designer on my bitch
She keep talkin' to me sexy Tellin' lies right out her lips
My old bitch, she ain't hold it down that's why she tell y'all I'm not shit