Fregit turnmeup!

Whole lotta bitches they bad

I hop out the jag

Slap a pussy on his 'stache

A gram of molly in the bag

Been in the booth with the cats

I'm countin my racks

Baby i come with the pack

Dippin my dick in the cash

Im in a foreign and she gon fuck on me

I pull up and im moving mad

Bitch im a demon im having a threesome

Her cousin lookin kinda bad

Back in my element

In the studio, dressed up in vetements

Poppin amphetamine, like my vitamins

Bitch you know im moving fast

Fast for sure

She been acting too irrational

Shawty she a wake up call

I get high like im an astronaut

She asked me what i know bout her

A whole lot

Would you be on top of me

In cold water

Titanic survivers

We up on coast

Gave you gardens not no rose

Still you chose the thrones

And you fucked it up

Oh we were so dependent

But on another tangent

Yeah she loved me and all of my funny things

But i lost my things in water

Left me out of order

And she ain't got no patience at all

Whole lotta bitches they bad

I hop out the jag

Slap a pussy on his 'stache

A gram of molly in the bag

Been in the booth with the cats

Im countin my racks

Baby i come with the pack

Dippin my dick in the cash