[Hook]

Just put a picture up on Instagram

Now I'm in the kitchen whipping Insta-grams

I'm getting money nigga, blog that

Your girl wanna fuck me nigga, blog that

You a hater, eat a dick nigga, blog that

I just bought another whip nigga, blog that

I'm back, tell the motherfucking blogs that

And I'm bout to pop it off, bra strap

[Verse 1]

Fresh off my hiatus, fresh off my hiatus

Santana back in business, now let's get reacquainted

I'm that nigga, A.K.A. not the one to play with

I'm all these bitches favorite

I'm flyer than your planets

Big gun where my waist is

Screaming out hi haters

All you niggas targets, I'm just shooting, I'm not aiming

Still whipping that Katy, still whipping that Katy

Perry till she ready, then I pass it, Tom Brady

Twenty bands in the rubber band

On my neck about one hundred grand

Blood diamonds like I just came from the motherland

Told you niggas I'd be up again

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[Verse 2]

Fly up, or get flown over

Swag up, or get swagged on

Boss up or get bossed around

We don't cuff hoes, they get passed on

Bad bitches, I got that

Big money, I got that

Four doors, coupes with the top back, I got that

Still keep that big thing and that thing'll blow your top back

Who said they gon' take something? We right here, they ain't take nothing

Fall back or get flat lined

Red beam on that black nine

Cold steel with these hot shells, you talk shit and I back mine

I ball even when it's halftime

Your bitch call, it's that time

I'm lit like a candle, she tryna' get her wax on

If it ain't the 'Rari, it's the Bentley Mussolini

Or the Phantom or the Ghost, wondering if they can see me

Hash tag, my bitch bad

Hash tag, my jewels real

Hash tag, my pockets fat

And that's cause I just made a sale

Hash tag my clique kill

Your bitch think I'm a big deal

Fucked up with my J's on, hit her with that windmill

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