[Chorus]

Slaying these ho's like I'm Blade

Pull out my racks, she like boy you so crazy

Rubber bands all on the floor in the bank

Thousand dollars on a hanker-chief

Up in the store I'm like pass the Balmain

Valentino's with the spikes, finna cross you up

You tryna ball but you don't know the game

Don't speak my name when they tell you to cough it up

Slaying these ho's like I'm Blade

Pull out my racks, she like boy you so crazy

Rubber bands all on the floor in the bank

Thousand dollars on a hanker-chief

Up in the store I'm like pass the Balmain

Valentino's with the spikes, finna cross you up

You tryna ball but you don't know the game

Don't speak my name when they tell you to cough it up

[Verse 1]

Yeah bitch, I'm balling, I'm just 23

I'm wildin' out like I'm on MTV

Where I come from, boy, they treat me like Meech

You got a boss, you ain't fucking with me

I feel like Bobby, she love the Whitney

Designer on, leave me 'lone with V

She hop in, wet up my bucket seats

Tryna unbutton my dungarees

Got it a thousand degrees, its a sauna in here

Shawty swear that I'm the man of the year

One on her head, I got one on the wheel

Shawty an eater, she came for a meal

Bitch, what I look like, I came for the millions

Get green, they show their true colors, chameleon

She know I stick to my guns like I'm wielding 'em

She know I'm playing my cards right like I'm dealing them

[Pre-Chorus]

Shit on yo gang, doing our thang

I got that 'tane, hop on the plane

I'm switching lanes, gold on my fangs

Making it rain, on your main thang

She kiss the ring, run up and you catch a fade

No barber, feel like I'm Blade

[Chorus]

Slaying these ho's like I'm Blade

Pull out my racks, she like boy you so crazy

Rubber bands all on the floor in the bank

Thousand dollars on a hanker-chief

Up in the store I'm like pass the Balmain

Valentino's with the spikes, finna cross you up

You tryna ball but you don't know the game

Don't speak my name when they tell you to cough it up

Slaying these ho's like I'm Blade

Pull out my racks, she like boy you so crazy

Rubber bands all on the floor in the bank

Thousand dollars on a hanker-chief

Up in the store I'm like pass the Balmain

Valentino's with the spikes, finna cross you up

You tryna ball but you don't know the game

Don't speak my name when they tell you to cough it up