These bitches gon know

Them bitches gon go

These bitches they know

They bitch cause they know

These biggas gon go

Bitches they know

These biggas gon go

These bitches they know

Now who is the man?

They bitch cause they know

The bitches gon go

They know who the man

These bitches they know

Bitches gon go

They know who the man

The bitches gon know

These bitches gon go

Gettin the dough

Thumbin through dough

Mixin’ the pot

Gettin the box

My pockets on brolic

Your pockets on skinny

I got both my niggas with me

We racing the Benzies (damn)

We running the Benji's (damn)

You joggin through Benji's

I'm driving through money

Damn, I'm running through money

Biggas gon know

Damn, these biggas gon know

I got out the bands

Bitches you know

Bitches keep go

Chasin the bands

You bitches gon know

Damn, they bitch cause they know

Bitches they know

These hoes they know, yeah

These hoes they now

That I am the man

These bitches they go

These bitches they know

That I am the man

Chasin my bands, yeah

Pockets with bands

They bitch cause they know, yeah

Bands, yeah, chasin the bands

....

Damn I miss Yams

Damn I miss my man

Damn I miss my man

We pour up the lean

Pourin the Ac, yeah the A's and the B's

I'm stacking my cheese

I'm stacking mc's, damn

Shoutout to them C's

Shoutout to them B's

Them niggas they blooded, yeah

I am that nigga

They know I'm that nigga

They know I'm that nigga

They know I'm that nigga

My pockets they figures

Bank account, lookin like, a bunch of fuckin figures

I got on the RAF

RAF on my back

Alexander Wang

Alexander McQueen, yeah

Scarf in my pocket