In that lamb hit him with a toolie

Fuck a friend, hit her with a two man

In the benz, baby, how we movin'?

Pour it up, only cause i'm coolin

Got your bitch, yeah, she pick and choosing

Niggas fake they not with the movement

Bitch she call the opps up, i done got my guap up

Bitch, i'm not your father

King of this shit, mufasa

Got a shotta with a afro, be with the rastas

Call the boy chris, he get smacked at the oscars

And she know how it go

I been in that mode, diamonds freezing cold

Like where the fuck the hoes

Yeah, she know how it go

Chillin' with the bros, rick owens the coat

Like where the fuck thе hoes

Bitch im the move

Bitch, bitch

Bitch im thе move

Bitch, bitch

Bitch im the move

Bitch im the move

Locked in the stu, double c the shoes

Like who he talking to? the evil

These niggas be fakin' this shit, it's so see-through

Take yo bitch backstage, yeah, i know she gon' lead through

Take one call, yeah, that bitch gonna leave you

I love my ho and she bad, she loves seafood

I keep me a band just like i'm the beetles

In that lamb hit him with a toolie

Fuck a friend, hit her with a two man

In the benz, baby, how we movin'?

Pour it up, only cause i'm coolin

Got your bitch, yeah, she pick and choosing

Niggas fake they not with the movement

Bitch she call the opps up, i done got my guap up

Bitch, i'm not your father

King of this shit, mufasa

I done got my guap up i got my guap up

I-i got my guap up