[Intro] Aye I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face For balling on the way, boy get out my way Gold all on my waist, boy you ain't got shade Now I'm getting cake, now your bitch gon' let me
[Hook] (x3) Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
[Verse 1] Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck? I got the money, now that's all that I want She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I'ma thug Know some crips and bloods Zanny, boy on drugs Got a lot of people banging on me Tell me why these niggas always hating on me Coming home, they be waiting on me Like jump off my dick, all that faking homie
[Hook] (x2) Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
[Verse 2] Like fuck nigga, like can you leave me lone? Made a million by myself, so yeah, that be my song Like yeah I rock designer when I'm in my zone Yeah I fucked your mama, I'm on my VLONE Say I'm higher than a drone, boy you is my clone Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones Now these bitches want me, I feel like I’m Mike Jones 281 330 8004 Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching Drop the top, cocaine ceiling Backwood, propaine pilling Say my name in it, now your chain missing Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies Now I’m higher, now they all salty Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me Now I'm higher, now they all salty
[Hook] (x2) Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch