That ain't a lot of shots, that ain't a lot, uh, yeah, uh, you know the thot, uh, she talk

A lot of shit, that ain't a plot, uh, she gonna swallow it, he ain't the point, uh, I got a block

His shit, he talk a lot, uh, we just the opposite, she get it poppin, uh, that ain't a condiment

She talk a lot, uh, that ain't no stoppin' it, he get around, but there ain't no coppin' it

And if she down what, there ain't no countin' it, and I love that, and I love that, and I love

That, put no one above that, and I love that, and I love that, and I love that, give that to your

Cousin, and I love that, and I love that, and I love that, get cheese from the good man, and I

Love that, and I love that, and I love that, niggas like it's nothin', and she really wanna go back

To that mall, but I gotta thank John Gotti, cause he's pussy, niggas so false, uh, shit, uh, money

Counter, of course, but I smoke dope when I pop shit, gotta flex on Christian Dior, uh, I get dust, and I kick Back, if you get your shit back, nigga, here's a Kit Kat, nigga, break that, if he get a bitch wet, I don't like her on The phone, nigga, quit the chit chat, uh, never with the riff rats, niggas be talkin

To the jakes, like they did that?, uh, and she wanna get back, soakin' up a nigga clothes, can no longer fit that, uh, What, here, and I can't understand, and I can't understand, and I can't understand, uh, baby, baby, you Understand, baby, you understand, nigga, I got a plan, with it, uh