| Somebody tell me «Sit down,» I’m a dawg |
| Came with some money, I left with her drawers (Mm) |
| They’re like, «No GPS,» I get lost |
| Keep your number, I’m never gon' call (Yeah) |
| I keep it player, you know I’m a kicker |
| I’m kickin' shit like a ball (Mm) |
| By myself, poppin' shit at the mall |
| I ain’t worried 'bout niggas at all |
| I ain’t duckin' shit but broke niggas and the law (Yes, sir) |
| Paper chasin' broke bitches, get 'em off (Woo-ooh) |
| And we ain’t never had shit, look at the car |
| A nigga coulda bought a crib for what it cost |
| The police, they keep hatin' (Yeah) |
| I know she ain’t love me so I prolly bought her a cheap bracelet |
| Hoes say the love you today, have a whole 'nother bae in a weekend (Mm-mm), |
| it’s crazy |
| Hm (Hm), I wonder why my bitch get mad when I pull up to the crib with Mercedes |
| (With who?) |
| I’m talkin' 'bout a Benz, lil' nigga |
| Match with the whip, twins, lil' nigga (Okay) |
| Back in it, hop out with two on ya (Let's go) |
| I don’t listen to niggas, got mute on (Shh) |
| Heard that rap nigga don’t know how to use his |
| I know how to use mine (Go) |
| Somebody tell me «Sit down,» I’m a dawg |
| Came with some money, I left with her drawers (Mm) |
| They’re like, «No GPS,» I get lost (Brrt, brrt, brrt) |
| Keep your number, I’m never gon' call (Yeah) |
| I keep it player, you know I’m a kicker |
| I’m kickin' shit like a ball (Mm) |
| By myself, poppin' shit at the mall |
| I ain’t worried 'bout niggas at all |