[Verse 1: Price Tag]

I just be talking that, walking that, while I'm spitting at hoes

Smokin this, drinking, I'm probably gettin at hoes

Don Juli 1942, I'm sipping it slow

She take it all to the throat, you be kissing that ho

You got your own hair, own wheels, own crib, pay your own bills

You see some hating hoes you don't get along with

Well, turn it up cause this your song, bitch (gon fuck it up, up, up, up)

Stop, roll with it, a nigga move to LA but I'm straight out the toll with it

She tell you no but she hit my crib and knocked a hole with it

You talking over that internet and I'm at your door with it

Day one, we been balling, boy you been in a scrimmage

Pistol twerking, fuck that jerkin, boy, we been with the business

And in case you ain't know, my name Price, aka Mr. Take-your-life-or-your-wife

HS87 (BOW !)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Girl, if you keep on doing what you do right now

We gonna go somewhere and I'm gonna take you down

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that

[Verse 2: IAmSu!]

Look back at it like you tripped on it

Lil' momma got a nice set of lips on her

I said bend over, touch your toes

Don't bring no friends, I don't trust them hoes

Got a bad habit, I can't quit

My home girls always say that niggas ain't shit

I pull up in that bad, they be like ain't this

Young Suzy from the Rich always counting chips

I be like yeah that, yeah that, man

Flow crazy, fuck around and get a CAT scan

Young black man, whole lot of paper

I love kush, love kush, smoke it by the acre

Shake your money maker, for a money maker

I'm finna school these niggas, need a hundred majors

Everything ain't what it look, getting paper by the book

Go ahead, bring the hook in, huh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Girl, if you keep on doing what you do right now

We gonna go somewhere and I'm gonna take you down

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that

[Verse 3: Oktane]

It go money, drugs, bitches, liquor

My name, Oktane, I'm that, nigga

White girls love me, Iphone Insta

Gram going ham, got Becky and her sister

Going in like damn, who was that girl

I know she white but she shake it like a black girl

She bent it over put that dip in your back, girl

And then you shake it, let your home girl smack, girl

I got it all locked, the whole city, the whole state, whole country

Whole world, niggas gonna hate

Throw it at me, baby girl, go and pitch it

I'm at home plate, if you ain't walking towards my niggas wrong way

Keep it going, keep it shaking, baby, you know what I'm playing

If you shake it, I'm a smack it baby like the song saying

If your man try and trip tell him back off, nigga

It's Oktane, boy, I'm that nigga

TY go ahead

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Girl, if you keep on doing what you do right now

We gonna go somewhere and I'm gonna take you down

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that

And Imma smack that, girl, Imma smack that