[Intro]
Heh, we love you Uobh
Yuh, yuh
Yuh (yuh)
[Chorus]
No, I don't give a fuck 'bout the ex
Got a bad bitch givin' me sex
Got a bad ho givin' me-
Got this fine ho givin' me neck
Got that True Religion on my chest
Nah, I ain't even tryna flex
I pull up in a Scat Pack just to hop in a Lex'
[Verse]
Bitch, I'm not trying no more
I pull up to your spot in a brand new Bugatti
And now I'm just [?]
Yeah, I got Dolce, Gabanna on both of the socks
I can't help but stare at the floor
Wait for your bitch, then kick her out the door
I grab the bag, I'mma go to the store
I just caught a new Prada, then flip it tenfold
Yuh, yuh
I cannot function when I'm at the function
Pull up to your spot, big Glock, I ain't ever bluffin'
Look at my neck, my diamonds are flooding
I cop a pound, fuck it, I'mma cop a dozеn
You 'gon get back
KARMAMØB, in there, hustlin'
You gеt the bag?
I get paid doin' nothin'
I get paid doin' nothin'
I got the bag, woah
[?]
I got that dump truck
[?]
No, you cannot stay the night
Is you dumb, bitch?
I been in the trap house, sniffin' on Fun Dip
You know my pack loud
Bitch, I be [?]
Your pack is not loud
I'mma keep it a hundred
You cop a feat? You won't be refunded
Sorry, lil bro, I get to the hundreds
I hit the blunt, 'til my growth is stunted
And I get to the money
Your ring look like a Funyun
BB belt, on me, it's stunnin', yuh
You just a Joe, like Budden, yuh
You stole my swag, it's abducted, yuh
Look at my diamonds encrusted, yuh
Bitch, I'm OP, I'm busty, yuh
That's why I walk with a strut, like
Like, like
[Pre-Chorus]
Okay, like
Like, I don't give a fuck 'bout the ex
Got a bad bitch givin' me sex
Got a bad ho givin' me-
Got a bad ho givin' me neck
And that True Religion on my chest
And I ain't even tryna flex
I pull up in a Scat Pack to hop in a Lex'
[Chorus]
Yuh, yuh
No, like, I don't give a fuck 'bout the ex
Got a bad bitch givin' me sex
Got a bad bitch givin' me-
Got a bad ho givin' me neck
And that True Religion on my chest
And I ain't even tryna flex
I pull up in a Scat Pack just to hop in a Lex'