[Intro]

808 Mafia

Ayy, yo

Look, yo, look, yo

Flex god on the beat, tell by the base

[Verse]

Yo Spin the block, we ready

I'm lookin' sharp, machete

Walking with bands, they heavy

Joey be countin' the 'fetti

"Joey, with bitches that's bad"

I never check any tags

Look at they faces mad

I walk out the bank and I laugh

Been gettin' this bread since a juvenile

Probably why I be flowin' unusual

All my teachers said that I was a stupid child

Now I hop out a tub with a Gucci towel

Bitch, I made more than a doctor

I eat filet with the pasta

Pussy nigga want drama

Send .22 up at your mama

I'm steady shootin' out the llama

I never lose, I'm countin' commas

Your girl is strippin' her pajamas

I beat the pussy, like a boxer

[FIGHT]

Never provoke a bitch, uh

She finna throat the dick, uh

Shawty was so convinced, uh

That I fell in love and shit , look

Coca-Cola doing back-flips

VVS' on me dancin'

One night, No attachments

I kick her out 'cause I'm a savage

I put my watch in the fridge

I keep a K with a clip

I never play with a bitch

Want me to sign on her tits

It's 'cause a young nigga rich, huh?

It's 'cause they know I'm the shit, huh?

It's 'cause she liking my style

I might just buy her Channel, huh?

Look, a nigga said they "know a nigga"

But they never knew me, why you gotta lie to kick it?

Sippin' on the, never mind what's in a Nigga cup

Just know this isn't cider nigga

I just spent a bag on Robin jeans

I'm in the Gucci store, my zippers clinkin', nigga

Diamonds on me, water V V V V'S , S is in the sink, my nigga

My life should be MTV, but them niggas hatin' on me

Bet these police envy me when they want to pull me over

Look

[Outro]

I just pull up in the Benz

I wanna fuck on her friends

I'm finna fuck on yo

Look

Your bitch is all on my dick

Told me to put in the tip

You know I gave that bitch half, huh

Full thing would kill a lil bitch, look